“This is personal, she'd said. Real. This moment was too, even if you couldn't see it at first glance. It was fake on the outside, but so true within. You only had to look, really look to tell.”

“You couldn't see the key around my neck: it hung too low under both collars. But if I leaned in close, I could make it out, buried deep beneath. Out of sight, hard to recognize, but still able to be found, even if I was the only one to ever look for it.”

“Macon: “It’s true. And if that doesn’t work, use the Jedi Mind Trick. But only if you really have to.”Halley: “The what?”Macon: “The Jedi Mind Trick.” He looked at me. “Didn’t you ever see Star Wars?”

“Did you really believe, that first day, that we were meant to be together?" I asked him.He looked at me and then said, "You're here, aren't you?”

“So while it seemed like you were seeing everything, you really weren't. Just bits and pieces that looked like a whole.”

“Let me guess,” Eli said, his voice that low, even timbre, as always. “Drinking from kegs also falls under outdoor activity.”I just looked at him, standing there in jeans and the same blue hoodie he’d had on the first time I met him. Maybe it was the embarrassment, which had been bad enough before I had an audience, but I was instantly annoyed. I said, “Are we outside?”He glanced round, as if needing to confirm this. “Nope.”“Then no.” I turned my attention back to the keg.”

“You could just tell when a person belonged somewhere. That is something you can't fake, no matter how hard you try”