It was Nick's voice Nick's arms. He turned me on my back and swam with me, pulling me to the bank.

Don't worry," I repiled, "I usually don't argue with the voices.

...you canʹt always choose how you love a person. Love isnʹt logical or fair. It just happens.

Actually, I came because I have a last-minute invitation. My friend Erika Gill is having a big party tomorrow night, one of those all-out birthday bashes that girls like. Want to go?" ---------------------------------------- "No. Sorry." "Since it's a catered thing, at a restaurant, I'll pick you up at- what did you say?" "I'm sorry. I can't do it." ---------------------------------------- "You're busy?" "I just can't do it," I said.

He can't remeber who he is or where he lives." "Well that's convenient." "Not when it rains.

old grudges and bitterness always hurt the individual more than the one whom he believes injured him.

This isn't a game for me. I love you, Ivy, and one day you're going to believe me.