“As it was a small town and a bored town and a hopeful town, kids talked and rumors started.”

“I picture you four girls back when you were small. I hardly knew where you ended and the other ones started.”

“He took her hand and they started walking toward the baggage claim. They didn't say anything to each other. They swung their held hands like little kids, like they believed anything could happen, like they might take off soaring into the air. All the things you wanted to happen could happen. Why not?”

“Even exciting places are boring most of the time. Wars. Movie sets. Emergency rooms.”

“She hadn't chosen the brave life. She'd chosen the small, fearful one.”

“She had willed her heart to stay small and contained, but it wouldn’t be. Oh, well.”

“Are you sure were not dead?""I really fucking hope not.”