“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.”

“That's good. And speaking of spelling, tell me -- do you wrap your head in a towel after you shower?”

“He looks pretty broken up about the fact he won't see me tonight.""Absolutely crushed," Sarah agreed with a nod."We were supposed to rent a movie together, you know."Sarah shrugged. "It must be terrible to be forgotten so easily."Miles laughed. He was smitten about her, no doubt about it.”

“If you weren't going to tell me, why did you bring me down here? So I could watch you die?""No, sweetie. Just the opposite." He rolled his head to face her. "I asked you to come so I could watch you live.”

“From behind her back, Sarah brought out a set of Matchbox cars, which she handed to Jonah.“What's this for?” He asked.“I just wanted you to have something to play with while you're here,” she said. “Do you like them?”He stared at the box. “This is great! Dad . . . look.” He held the box in the air.“I see that. Did you say thanks?”“Thank you, Miss Andrews.”“You're welcome.”As soon as Miles approached, Sarah stood again and greeted him with a kiss. “I was just kidding, you know. You look nice, too. I'm not used to seeing you wearing a jacket and tie in the middle of the afternoon.” She fingered his lapel slightly. “I could get used to this.”“Thank you, Miss Andrews,” he said, mimicking his son.”

“But I'm the only one in my class who has to stay after school.""Yeah, well... that's okay. I had to stay after school when I was a kid, too." That seemed to get his attention. "You did?""Yeah. Only I didn't have to do it for only a couple of months, I had to do it for two years.""Two years?"Miles nodded for emphasis. "Every day.""Wow," he said, "you must really have been dumb if you had to stay for two years."That wasn't my point, but I guess if it makes you feel better, I'll take it."You're a smart young man and don't you ever forget it, okay?”

“I know. You could never hid anything. Your eyes always gave you away. You had the most wonderful eyes I'd ever seen." She lifted her head from his shoulder and looked discretely at him. When she spoke, her voice was barely above a whisper. "I think I loved you more that summer than I ever loved anyone.”