“Why do you even put up with me?''I'm not putting up with you,' he said, softly. 'I'm loving you.”
“Dad," I said hesitantly, "I wish you could be there for me even when I'm doing the wrong thing. I wish you could love me even when I'm screwing up.”
“Are you going to kiss me?" I blabbered stupidly."I'm working up the nerve," he said softly.”
“Why do i put up with you? You insult me at every turn.”
“A smile bloomed again in his eyes. "I love that you let me bring out that softness in you. You've always been such a tough little trooper, but under that snappy, tough act you put on, you're butter-soft. Sweet as honey. And I can get there! Make that softness come up. I'm so ... honored by it”
“If I dont go will you go anyways?John Grady sat up and put his hat on. I'm already gone, he said.”