But on a clear, sunny day? How would she know to flee when she couldn't see any place for danger to hide?

it’s awful. No privacy, no secrets. Everything you’re ashamed of, laid out for everyone to see.

The way I feel about you will never change. Of course I love you—and there's nothing you can do about it!” “That's all I needed to hear.

I can do this, I lied to myself feebly. No one was going to bite me.

I felt like I was staring out across an ocean that I was going to have to swim from shore to shore before I could rest again.

Did you know, you're sort of beautiful?' 'You hit your head pretty hard, didn't you?

My skin burns where it meets his. It feels better than good, but it sets off a strange aching in my chest.