“She was past present future. I wanted to answer, but I was broken.”

“Sam,' the girl said. 'Sam.'She was the past present and future. I wanted to answer , but I was broken.”

“Sam: I wanted to answer, but I was broken.”

“Good morning. You have a moment?"It's clever the way she says it, not as a question. I would have to contradict her in order to have my moment back. I make a note to use the method in the future.”

“she waited to change , and i waited to change , and we both wanted what we couldn't have”

“She wasn't interested in telling other people's futures. She was interested in going out and finding her own.”

“She loved all the wolves behind her house, but she loved one of them most of all.And this one loved her back. He loved her back so hard that even the things that weren't special about her became special: the way she tapped her pencil on her teeth, the off-key songs she sang in the shower, how when she kissed him he knew it meant for ever.Hers was a memory made up of snapshots: being dragged through the snow by a pack of wolves, first kiss tasting of oranges, saying goodbye behind a cracked windshield.A life made up of promises of what could be: the possibilities contained in a stack of college applications, the thrill of sleeping under a strange roof, the future that lay in Sam's smile.It was a life I didn't want to leave behind.It was a life I didn't want to forget.I wasn't done with it yet. There was so much more to say.”