...what was it like out there? Kind of describe it to us," Jessa says, beaming at them and then at me. Trini beams at her and there's a lot of beaming happening.

Don't let anyone take care of you. Can you maybe leave that for me to do? I mean, take care of you? Feel free to take care of me in return... because I think I'll need you to do that.

It's too late. Seventeen-year-olds don't need fathers. Oh god. I'm thirty-four years old and I need a father. I can't even begin to think what my daughter needs.

She knows that feeling too. Of believing that each time someone says her name, it’s to tell her that something bad has happened.

And at that moment Jude thought something that he would never forgive himself for. He wished that he had never met any of them.

Hold my hand because I might disappear.

Don't believe in God. Love the world just the way it is.