“I don't know what scares me more- When my daughter's start calling me daily or when they don't call...”

“You don't have to call me Livvie if you don't want to, Caleb. To be honest, it's kinda scaring me. You're scaring me”

“Don't call me baby when you're pissed, Sweet Pea.""Don't call me Sweet Pea at all, baby”

“I'll call you," he repeated."If you call me, I won't pick up the phone.""You will wait by the phone for my call, and when it rings, you will pick it up and you will speak to me in a civil manner. If you don't know how, ask someone.”

“What about Cher and Suzanne?" I called after him."I don't know, but if you end up kissing them, call me. I wanna watch.”

“God, I love you," I whisper, and come crashing back into my body with a suddenness that makes me gasp. I don't know what's more shocking--that I've called on the god I don't believe in, or that the lie I told felt so much like the truth.”