I don't know that I've ever felt as happy as I did that day, but then again, it was always like that when we were together. I never wanted it to end.

We're not the same people we were then. We've changed, we've grown.

Me. A bad boy. For eating boiled peanuts in the graveyard. Go figure.

More than anything, he wanted to return to the house with the same look of peace that he'd seen on Pastor Harris's face, but he trudged through the sand, he couldn't help feeling like an amateur, someone searching for God's truths like a child searching for seashells.

Consider yourself lucky for having met him, for he's the kind of man who'll prove you right.

Summer romances end for all kinds of reasons. But when all is said and done, they have one thing in common: They are shooting stars-a spectacular moment of light in the heavens, a fleeting glimpse of eternity. And in a flash, they're gone.

It is life, I think, to watch the water. A man can learn so many things.