“Are you sure?" he asked in a low voice. "Because if I had the chance... I would spend every moment of every day with you.”

“It had been two weeks since her first real boyfriend, Jason, had brokenup with her on the eve of the first day of school. His exact words had been “Babe, you know I think you’rethe best and all, but it’s my senior year and I can’t have the baggage of a relationship. I gotta live it up,play the field. You get it, right?” Uh, not exactly. So Michele had to begin her junior year with a brokenheart, which grew all the more painful last week, when word spread that Jason was hooking up with asophomore, Carly Marsh”

“Sixteen long years of unbearable waiting. I can’t do it anymore. She was supposed to return—she always did—and now I see the cruelty in this helpless waiting, living at the mercy of Time. Dragging through the days, I ask myself why I bother when I know that the one place I can find her isn’t here on earth. That’s it—that’s enough of this—I’m done.”

“I know I can make my mark on this world, and not because of my last name - but because of my own talent.”

“You are lyricist, me a composer - you and I make a complete song.”

“I'm being sent back to my time, but - I love you, Philip. At any age, in any body, in any era... I love you.”

“Michele!” a voice sang out from across the hall. “Are you up? I made pancakes, come eat thembefore they get cold.”Michele’s eyes flickered open. Sleep or pancakes? That was a no-brainer. Her mouth was alreadybeginning to water at the thought of her mom’s specialty. She threw on a robe and fuzzy slippers andpadded through the modest house until she reached the cozy kitchen”