“Sometimes we misjudge what is possible and what is not.”

“Isn't that what friends do?" It hurt to hear the uncertainty in his voice. "You're my friend Kate, and you're miserable. What could possibly be more important than taking care of you?”

“I love you. We all do, even if some of us aren't very good at showing it sometimes.”

“I want him back, Henry. I want us to be a family.”“We are a family.” He kissed my forehead, my cheek, and finally brushed his lips against mine. “We cannot pretend it has been easy, but we love each other unconditionally, and that is what matters. We will get him back. I swear it.”My chin trembled. “How?”“I do not know yet, but I will find a way. We will find a way together.”I kissed him back, not caring if he could taste my tears.”

“What if he really has given up? What am I supposed to do ten?Keep trying until you have no more chances left. And even then keep going.”

“What are you and Henry going to do tonight anyway?""My secret," I said, and when I walked around to see the look on her face, I rolled my eyes. "Not that. What are you and Xander going to do?""That." She gave me an impish look, and I scowled. "What? I'm dead. It's not like it matters anymore.”

“In her he saw possibility. In her he saw the future. And when she was ready for it, he would be, too”