“The casket sat in the front of the church, open to all. I didn't look. Whoever was there wan't Jules. Jules was at the ocean now, being a seagull. Dancing. And free.”

“Jules Michaels won't be attending Julliard 'cause she died.”

“Is it fucked?" I asked.She nodded."Cancer." She whispered it so lightly I almost didn't hear. Then the word flew over and smacked me.”

“Good-bye, my dancer, my friend, my One and Only. I love you.”

“What did people do before they could go online and find answers to secret problems? Oh right, they killed themselves”

“How’s your dance card look?” “Double-check your century Jules. No dance cards.” Jules shrugged & gave me his most flirtatious smile.”

“Most people are great, I just avoid the ones who think they are.”