..but maybe this was a defense mechanism. Maybe my mind was making me see things I refused to accept were gone forever. It was filling the void, because that was easier than letting go.

Killer skirt, deadly legs.

I wondered why life had to suck so hard sometimes.

Nora: This is crazy. Patch: I'm crazy. About you.

I’m not going anywhere near a motel with you.

The more time I spent with him, the more I knew the feelings weren't going away.

I love you.” His voice was straightforward, affectionate. “You make me remember who I used to be. You make me want to be that man again. Right now, holding you, I feel like we have a shot at beating all odds and making it together. I’m yours, if you’ll have me.