He had his time measures and he had her. That was his life. For as long as he could remember, it had been that way, Dor and Alli, even as children. "I do not want to die," she whispered. "You will not die." "I want to be with you." "You are.

This is a story about a family and, as there is a ghost involved, you might cal it a ghost story. But every family is a ghost story. The dead sit at out tables long after they have gone.

There's a story behind everything..but behind all your stories is always your mother's story..because hers is where yours begins.

Death doesn't just take someone, it misses someone else, and in the small distance between being taken and being missed, lives are changed.

He did not know that the child who had asked for yesterday was now seeking to own tomorrow.

Sometimes when you sacrifice something precious, you're not really losing it. You're just passing it on to someone else.

Life has to end, love doesn't.