But one thing she [Rachel] did believe in was love. She believed that you could smell it, that you could taste it, that it could change the entire course of your life.

Nothing is really broke, so it's not like I can fix it. I just have to keep trying to find what I'm looking for.

Crystalline swirls of sugar and flour still lingered in the air like kite tails.

Not every man was sorry when he hurt a woman.

It took me a long time to realize this: We get to choose what defines us.

Everything was quiet, a strange sort of quiet that felt like an unfinished sentence.

The next morning dawned bright and sweet, like ribbon candy.