To by held above the earth and be brushed by the wind," she said,"it's like your heart has been kissed by beauty.

Julie always tried to stand beside me, or talk to me, or in some other way mortify me.

If chaos is a necessary step in the organization of one's universe, then I was well on my way.

Now, I know from experience that the trouble with one lie is that it usually takes more lies to cover it up. And if you don't watch out, you wind up telling lies to cover up the lies that are covering up the original lie.

My grandfather stood beside me and looked across the street, too. "No, Bryce," he said softly. "She's the same as she's always been; you're the one who's changed." He clapped his hand on my shoulder and whispered, "And son, from here on out, you'll never be the same again.

I'd scale that monster sycamore if I could. Right to the top. And I'd yell her name across the rooftops for the whole world to hear. -Bryce

I wipe away my tears and nod, because the pain in my leg is nothing compare to the one in my heart.