“She responds by kissing me harder and longer and deeper. She loves me too. She's just afraid.”

“But she never just accepted me for the way I was.”

“She's still doing it, pushing me into situations I can't handle, making me cope. She knows I can't cope.”

“What did she see in me? What does she see that I don't?”

“I'm all she's got and if I don't make it this time . . ." You'll pass through the light. A ribbon of guilt twists my stomach. I'm all Kim and Chip have too. But the difference is, they'll be better off without me.”

“Yet, when we talked, when we were together, she seemed so familiar. Seemed to know who I was, where I was coming from. She knew me better than I knew myself, I think. She was easy to be with. And I wanted to be with her, like all the time.”

“Yeah, I loved her. I couldn't help it. She was my brother.”