“I know you have it in you, Guy," Anne said suddenly at the end of a silence, "the capacity to be terribly happy.”
“I have no guarantee that God will choose to heal Ann, but I know he wants me to pray to that end.”
“My name is Anne; spelled with an e at the end." said Anne to Mrs. Thomas.”
“You really have no idea, do you?”“No idea about what?” “How thoroughly you own me, Nightie Girl,” he said, leaning in to whisper this part in my ear. “And I know I love you enough to want you to have your happy ending.”
“And if anyone asks, you don't know where Michael and I are."There was a moment of silence on the other end. "I don't know where you are.”
“You know why love stories have happy endings?” I shake my head.“Because they end too early,” she continues. “They always end right at the kiss. You never have to see all the bullshit that comes later. You know, Life.”