“Sometimes home wasn't where you grew up. Home was where you were meant to be.”

“No matter what,” he said, his voice fierce and strong and rumbling through me. “You told me I was home to you and I get it. You’re home to me. I’ve never had a home. I like the one I found and I’m not losin’ it. No matter what.”

“But, baby, through that long journey, I’ve only ever been home twice. Once, twenty years ago and now I’m home again, with you. You. I know exactly who you are. I just have to introduce you to her.”

“Home isn’t a place.Home is anywhere, just as long as the people you love are there.”

“Take me home, take me home, take me home, I need to go home. Please, please, whatever magic is out there for me, let it be at my command to take me home.”

“You get home okay or are you deep in the mountains recovering from a ceremonial male bonding ritual after killing a bear?”

“Your grandmother used to say that you were two souls separated in heaven. She mainly meant you were both trouble and deserved each other.”