“The boy in the closet is your boyfriend. He loves you and will tell you all about last night.”

“I think it’s just the whole package. I can’t pick you apart. I just love all of you. I think I always have.”

“Jo Lane had in fact lived there for five years until she moved on. “Where did she go?” I asked innocently, not getting it. “I’m so sorry to be the one telling you this, but Jo passed last winter,” the young nurse said. “She died,” she added, probably because of my dazed look.”

“....LondonLane: I’m sure I don’t remember everything. I remember the future the way you remember the past. You remember the really good and bad and forget some of the middle, right? LJH6678: Sure. LondonLane: Same with me. Why? LJH6678: Do you remember us having sex?...LJH6678: Well? LondonLane: Truth? LJH6678: YES! LondonLane: Yes.....Luke learned that he’s going to die young today and all he wants to ask me about is sex?”

“Luke and I stay nestled together until he nudges me. We’d better get going, he says gently.I guess I dozed off. I’m not letting you fall asleep without a note again. Why not? I ask, stretching. I kiss him on the cheek and add, with a sly smile, you don’t have to worry, Luke. I’ll remember you in the morning.”

“I can’t stay away from you,” he whispers...“Don’t stay away from me, then,” I whisper back...”

“Okay, fine, we were married elsetime. Anyway, we died of whatever you die from, let’s say natural causes. But we were in love, so our souls keep finding each other in whatever forms our bodies take.”