Still, there was also was something reassuring about working for Commercial, almost hopeful. Like things that were lost could be found again. As we drove away, I always tried to imagine what it would be like to open your door to find something you had given up on.

It was just one of those things," I said, "You know, that just happen. You don't think or plan. You just do it.

Who knew three dots could make such a difference? Like everything else, a love or a wish or whatever, it was all in the way you read it.

The thing about Wes," Delia said to me, unwrapping another package of turkey, "is that he thinks he can fix anything. And if he can't fix it, he can at least do something with the pieces of what's broken.

As if he was beating me to the punch, his words living forever, while I was left speechless, no rebuttal, no words left to say.

You couldn't just pick and choose at will when someone depended on you, or loved you. It wasn't like a light switch, easy to turn on or off. If you were in, you were in. Out, you were out.

Self respect, Colie. If you don't have it, the world will walk all over you.