“What I'm mostly good at is sleeping, he once told me in confidence, but he added, I don't see much future in it.”

“That's when I feel most alive, he told me once on an airplane, when I'm helping people.”

“If you don't want me to see, I guess, don't sleep in the same room as me."He looks at her with a sly smile. "But I'm known for sleeping in school. It's my shtick.”

“Tal told me he loved me, and told me and told me, but you don't tell someone that and then tell them they're not experienced enough in bed and should read a book or something to learn, or they should try wearing deep-red lipstick and tight skirts to look hot like their best friend once in a while. If Tal hadn't lied to me when he said he loved me, I might not be without a future right now, a sucker who was so chickenshit she allowed herself to believe a false dream from a false god. I'm not sure I ever even liked Tal, much less loved him.”

“Trust me," he said. "I know what I'm doing... or at least" -- he strolled confidently to the door -- "Felix does.”

“You asked me once what I see when I look into my future.” He slid his palm down her shoulder and took her hand. “I see you”