Again, it occurred to me how weird it was to be permanent in a place that to everyone else was only temporary. Like I could never be sure if they were the ones who weren't real, or if I was.

You're not the kind of person who smiles for nothing, Colie. I have to earn every one.

Just because we don’t see eye to eye on everything doesn’t mean we can’t be close.

Home wasn't a set house, or a single town on a map. It was wherever the people who loved you were, whenever you were together. Not a place, but a moment, and then another, building on each other like bricks to create a solid shelter that you take with you for your entire life, wherever you may go.

So while it seemed like you were seeing everything, you really weren't. Just bits and pieces that looked like a whole.

It was like when you're a little kid and you run into your teacher or librarian at the grocery store or Wal-mart and it's just so startling, because it never occurred to you they existed outside of school.

People get mad Annabel. Its not the end of the world.