I have only known her for two years. But if you took every memory, every moment, if you stretched them end to end-they'd reach forever.

How could he convey to someone who'd never even met her the way she always smelled like rain, or how his stomach knotted up every time he saw her shake loose her hair from its braid? How could he describe how it felt when she finished his sentences, turnec the mug they were sharing so that her mouth landed where his had been? How did he explain the way they could be in a locker room, or underwater, or in the piney woods of Maine, bus as long as Em was with him, he was at home?

But Katie knew it was a sin, had known from the moment she made the decision to lie with Adam. However, the transgression wasn't making love without the sanction of marriage. It was that for the first time in her life, Katie had put herself first. Put her own wants and needs above everything and everyone else.

Life sometimes gets so bogged down in the details, you forget you are living it. There is always another appointment to be met, another bill to pay, another symptom presenting, another uneventful day to be notched onto the wooden wall. We have synchronized our watches, studied our calendars, existed in minutes, and completely forgotten to step back and see what we've accomplished.

The Inuit say that the stars are holes in heaven. And every time we see the people we loved shining through, we know they're happy.

Then Henry speaks again. "Did he do it?" I turn to him slowly. "Does it matter?

How do you walk into someone's life again after twenty-eight years? How do you pick up, when you were too young to know where you left off.