You have a talent that comes from inside you, from your heart, not your fingers. What you have can’t ever go away. It’s what other people only dream about. You’re an artist.

And then I feel as if I'm witnessing a miracle, as ever so slowly she raises her face towards the moon. I watch her drink in the sight, sensing the flood of memories she's unleashed and wanting nothing more than to let her know I'm here. But instead I stay where I am and stare up at the moon as well. And for the briefest instant, it almost feels like we're together again.

When you know that someone close to you is going to die, there's a natural tendency to want to spend as much time with them as you can.

I was in love, and the feeling was even more wonderful than I ever imagined it could be.

Had she been in town, the two of them would have spent most of the day together, and she didn't want that. Then again, deep down, it was exactly what she wanted, leaving her more confused that she'd been in years.

It has to get ugly before it gets pretty!

In the distance, he could see Molly lying in the tall grass off to the side of the house.