Day appears again. This time he leans in close enough for his hair to brush, light as silk, against my cheeks. He pulls me towards for a long kiss. The scene vanishes, replaced abruptly by a stormy night and Day struggling through the rain, blood dripping from his leg and leaving a trail behind him. He collapses onto his knees in front of Razor before the whole scene disappears again.

Hi," he says. "I'm Daniel." "Hi," I reply. "I'm June.

Well...can't be any more dangerous than your crazy hospital break-in yeah?"-Tess (pg 59)

Each day means a new twenty-four hours. Each day means everything's possible again. You live in the moment, you die in the moment, you take it all one day at a time. -Day

Mom used to say that having three boys was kind of like having a pet tornado that talked back.

Day, the boy from the streets with nothing except the clothes on his back and the earnestness in his eyes, owns my heart. He is beauty, inside and out. He is the silver lining in a world of darkness. He is my light.

My heart's been torn wide open, just like I feared it would be, and I have no willpower to close it back up.