Concert' doesn’t mean standing up like a target in front of thousands of strangers. It means coming together. It means harmony.

But still, I find the need to remind myself of the temporariness of a day, to reassure myself that I got through yesterday, I'll get through today.

You meet people, you part ways, sometimes you cross paths again. Mostly, you don't.

There were signs. Probably more of them than I ever caught, even after the fact. But I missed them all. Maybe because I wasn’t looking for them. I was too busy checking over my shoulder at the fire I’d just come through to pay much attention to the thousand-foot cliff looming in front of me.

Adam lay perfectly still, little groans escaping from his lips. I looked at the bow, looked at my hands, looked at Adam's face and felt this surge of love, lust, and an unfamiliar feeling of power.

In the calculus of feelings, you never really know how one person's absence will affect you more than another's.

Once the options increase, settling on one becomes harder.