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.

What the younger generation didn't understand was that the grass was greenest where it's watered.

Or maybe watching you enjoy a carefree summer while you fell in love was what kept me out of the hospital in the first place.

Spending time with you just feels...right,somehow. Easy, like the way it's supposed to be. Like it is with my parents. They're just comfortable together, and I remember growing up thinking that one day I wanted to have that, too.

What was it, he wondered for the hundredth time, that enabled Pastor Harris to hear the answers in his heart? What did he mean when he said he felt God’s presence? Steve supposed he could ask Pastor Harris directly, but he doubted that would do any good. How could anyone explain such a thing? It would be like describing colors to someone blind from birth: The words might be understood, but the concept would remain mysterious and private.

I think I loved you more that summer than I ever loved anyone.

Being with him was like toast and butter from the very beginning.