A small but noteworthy note. I've seen so many young men over the years who think they're running at other young men. They are not. They are running at me.

They'd been standing like that for thirty seconds of forever.

If only she could be so oblivious again, to feel such love without knowing it, mistaking it for laughter.

an expression of surprise falls from her face, though she's trying to keep it. it breaks off and she seems to catch it and fidget with it in her hands.

If I ever leave this place- I'll make sure I'm better HERE first.

I say, 'Don't lose your heart, Rube.' And very clearly, without moving, my brother answers me. He says, 'I'm not tryin' to lose it, Cam. I'm tryin' to find it.

If they killed him tonight, at least he would die alive.