A moment later, he plopped down on the sand beside her, and when they accidentally touched, Gabby had the briefest flash of them sitting together just like this on a hundred different weekends in the future.

I steeled myself to focus only on the present yet remain alert to what might come next.

Love hurts. There is nothing as painful as heartbreak. But in order to learn to love again you must learn to trust again.

I don't write romance novels.

Love is Love no matter old you are, and I knew if I gave you enough time, you'd come back to me.

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 breathe deeply, taking in the fresh spring air. Though Beaufort has changed and I have changed, the air itself has not. It’s still the air of my childhood, the air of my seventeenth year, and when I finally exhale, I’m fifty-seven once more. But this is okay. I smile slightly, looking towards the sky, knowing there’s one thing I haven’t told you: I now believe, by the way, that miracles can happen.