Whatever I want,' he says. 'Yes.' 'I'm afraid you haven't been privy to that dream yet.

Dreams aren't memories," he says.

Janie calls Cabel. "Hi, uh, Mom," she says. Cabel snorts. "Hello, dear. Did you make it through the blizzard?" "Yeah. Barely." Janie grins into the phone.

So, ah, I'm not sure if you know this, but you're not wearing a shirt." "Distracting, isn't it?

Do you still love me, Janie?' Janie stares at him, incredulous. 'Yes, of course! I don't say it lightly.' 'Say it lightly in my ear,' he demands. She smiles, rests her soft cheek on his scratchy one, and whispers it. 'I love you, Cabe.

There's something about a guy who admits he's a jerk that makes him forgiveable.

Because there's no way on earth she's going to make it through college unless she grows some serious ovaries and turns this train wreck around