The urge to jump into his arms and feel the warmth of them surrounding me is so powerful, I wonder if it's medically possible to be addicted to another human being.

You were lookin’ at me like you wanted to kiss me.” I force a laugh. “Yeah, right,” I say sarcastically. “Nobody’s watchin’ if you want to, you know, try it. Not to brag, but I’m somewhat of an expert.

She ignores me, so I cup my hands over my mouth and do something I haven’t done in years— barnyard sounds.

Something is happening. I sense a change in the wind…a mutual understanding of each other. I haven’t felt this way in forever.

...personal torture instructor...I mean physical therapist.

Don’t try and make me feel better, Alex. I hate you.” “I hate you, too.

Alex kneels down to Shelley's level. The simple act of respect tears at something suspiciously like my heart. Colin always ignores my sister, treating her as if she's blind and deaf as well as physically and mentally disabled.