Gossip is one thing, hurtful gossip is completely another, and even in high school we weren't THAT mean.

Making love, she'd always believed, was more than simply a pleasurable act between two people. It encompassed all that a couple was supposed to share: trust & commitement, hopes & dreams, a promise to make it through whatever the future might bring. The greater the love; the greater the tragedy when it is over

That's what dating is for, after all - to learn if you're compatible with someone.

Because publishing is becoming more business-oriented each day with more examination of the bottom line, it's harder to break out than ever.

He was thirty-one now, not too old, but old enough to be lonely. He hadn't dated since he'd been back here, hadn't met anyone who remotely interested him. It was his own fault, he knew. There was something that kept a distance between him and any woman who started to get close, something he wasn't sure he could change even if he tried. And sometimes in the moments right before sleep came, he wondered if he was destined to be alone forever.

The key to happiness was achievable dreams.

Rekindled love is generally short-term.