She was struck by the simple truth that sometimes the most ordinary things could be made extraordinary, simply by doing them with the right people.

The memories of the day played in his mind, but this time, his thoughts were of his daughter and the way she'd clung to Katie, her little face buried in Katie's neck. The last time he'd seen that, he reflected, was when Carly had been alive.

Without suffering, there'd be no compassion.

If people don't like you, or they think you're strange, then that's their problem.

The greater the love, the greater the tragedy when it's over.

Just when you think it can't get any worse, it can. And just when you think it can't get any better, it can.

He closed his eyes as she put her hand on his shoulder, and in that instant, nothing else mattered. Not the song, not the place, not the other couples around him. Only this, only her. He gave himself over to the feel of her body as it pressed against him, and they moved slowly in small circles on the sawdust-strewn floor, lost in a world that felt as though it had been created for just the two of them.