She remembered me.' This was his worst weakness, his most toxic drug.
Blood may be thicker than water, but friendship is thicker than both.
I love you, I'll never stop.
Carmen didn't like change, and she certainly didn't like endings.
For some reason our lives were marked by summers. . . . Summer was the time when our lives joined completely, when we all had our birthdays, when really important things happened
Healing wasn’t always the best thing. Sometimes a hole was better left open. Sometimes it healed too thick and too well and left separate pieces fused and incompetent. And it was harder to reopen after that.