“I think they've met before," she finally said."Who? Thibault and the loser?”

“There is nothing like love. You should try it.”Thibault shrugged. “Maybe one day.”

“So . . . do you?” He persisted.“Yes,” she said finally with a mystified laugh. “I wrap my head in a towel.”He nodded, satisfied. “I thought so.”“Did you ever think about cutting back on the caffeine?”Miles shook his head. “Never.”

“He took a few steps before responding. "You are special," he finally said, and the way e said it made her wonder if he wanted to add something else.”

“Because it protects you. And when I jumped from the Humvee, I believed it would save me, too, in the same way you believe it will always save you.” “No, I don’t,” Thibault began.“Then why, my friend, do you still carry it with you?”

“I'm sorry' I said again. Whenever someone tells you something said, it's the only thing you can think to say, even if you're already said it before.”

“A sad smile crossed her face, and I knew right then what she was trying to tell me. Her eyes never left mine as she finally said the words that numbed my soul.I'm dying, Landon.”