“Sleeping in the back of the van was cramped and a little stuffy-like sleeping in a compartment on a train, Kaitlyn guessed. But she didn't really mind being crowded in with Rob. He was warm and nice to hang on to. Comfortingly solid.”

“Lewis: "Oh, no."Kaitlyn: "Lewis?"Lewis: "Hi, Kaitlyn. Hi. Rob."Rob: "G'way, Lewis. I'm sleeping."Kaitlyn: "Hi. Anna."Anna: "Hi, Kait."Lewis: "Hi, Anna."Gabriel: "And good night, John-Boy! Shut the hell up, all of you!”

“I've never seen anyone sleep with their head hanging off the back of a wooden chair before - was the couch not comfortable enough for you?”

“I got ready for bed and crawled in. The covers were comfortable and warm, but the pillow was just too weird. It gave me neck cramps, so I put it on the floor and went to sleep without it.My first big mistake.”

“Why didn't you tell me?" he asked her after a small eternity. "I didn't--I didn't feel that way--until--so many things have happened..." Kaitlyn faltered. Of all things, she wanted to make Rob all right. Although now she saw that her love for him must have been changing for a long time, gradually, she didn't know how to explain that. "It's probaly just--I'll get over it. In a little while..." "Not that, you won't," Rob said. "Neither of you. I mean, I sure hope you don't." He sounded as incoherent as Kaitlyn felt, and he kept swallowing. But he went on doggedly, "Kait, I love you. You know I do. But this isn't something I can compete with." He stepped back. "I'm not blind. You two belong together.”

“He growled a sigh and her insides got all warm and gooey. She really needed to date nice men who didn't growl. -Lily Travis”