I was very afraid to write a novel - it was a dream for a very long time, and it was one of the few things that I was afraid to try.

He'd given her his vow: to take care of her, to keep her from hurt or pain, from wanting for anything. Her leaving didn't negate his promises; they weren't conditional.

You. I've spent my life waiting for you.' -Keenan

Everything I could want in eternity is possible because of you," he thought, and then he stopped thinking and simply enjoyed being in the arms of the one person in all of forever who made his life complete.

A clear division between good and evil, right and wrong, would simplify everything, but life was rarely simple.

And he was gone before she could think clearly enough to explain that her yes was a Yes, I'll marry you.

to not act is a choice too