I call it God Light, because it reminds me of heaven. Every time the light shines through the window we built or any window at all, you'll know I'm right there with you, okay? That's going to be me. I'll be the light in the window.

Mike, however, heard nothing at all. Lost in her breathlike touch, he knew only one thing for sure: In the instant their lips first met, there was a flicker of something almost electrical that made him believe the feeling would last forever.

On the drive we talked easily, but we did make a small detour. After pulling into a rest stop, we made out like teenagers.

And while he was doing those things, he thought about Allie and the love that was missing from both their lives.

without music he felt aimless and adrift.

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

He smiled, thinking that for just an instant, it was easy to imagine they were still married, both of them on the same team, both of them still in love. Except, of course, that they weren't.