I know. You could never hid anything. Your eyes always gave you away. You had the most wonderful eyes I'd ever seen." She lifted her head from his shoulder and looked discretely at him. When she spoke, her voice was barely above a whisper. "I think I loved you more that summer than I ever loved anyone.

You were spying on us?" "It was kind of hard not to. You were right there by the workshop with Will. it looked like he was practically squishing you to death." "He wasn't," Ronnie assured him. "I'm just saying how it looked." She smiled. You'll understand when you're a little older.

She liked to sit on the front porch in the afternoons and read books she'd checked out from the library. Aside from coffee, reading was her only indulgence.

I love you," he finally whispered. She leaned forward and touched his face. "I know. And I love you, too.

Love is a gift. You give love and that's where the joy is.

I found that as I flipped the days on the calendar, the worries I had about our relationship had began to diminish.

I have loved another with all my heart, and for me that has always been enough.