My experience is that sequels are rarely as good as the originals.

"Look," I said, "We knew Jason and Becky would be back, the break would end. This isn't a surprise, it's what's supposed to happen. It's what we wanted. Right?" "Is it?" he asked. "Is it what you want?" Whether he intended it to be or not, this was the final question, the last Truth. If I said what I really thought, I was opening myself up for a hurt bigger than I could even imagine. I didn't have it in me. We changed and altered so many rules, but it was this one, the only one when we'd started, that I would break. "Yes," I said.

I couldn't tell her. I couldn't tell anyone. As long as I didn't say it aloud, it wasn't real.

I know you guys have some sort of weird thing going on, with that game you play and everything—" "It's called a friendship.

You get what you give, but also what you're willing to take. The night before, I'd offered up my hand. Now, if I held on, there was no telling what it was possible to recieve in return.

I should have told you from the start. I will let you down.

In midair, dangling lost above the world.