“You know, feeling and action are always linked, one can't exist without the other. It's sort of a hippie thing.-Wes”

“Honestly," I said.What?"Come on. You have to admit it's sort of ridiculous."What is?"Now that I had to define it, I found myself struggling for the right words. "You know," I said, then figured Kristy had really summed it up best. "The sa-woon."The what?"Wes, come on," I said. "Are you seriously not aware of how girls stare at you?”

“I know you guys have some sort of weird thing going on, with that game you play and everything—""It's called a friendship.”

“The thing about Wes," Delia said to me, unwrapping another package ofturkey, "is that he thinks hecan fix anything. And if he can't fix it, he can at least do something with thepieces of what's broken.”

“The girl in the tight black dress was passing by us now, eyeing Wes and walking entirely too slowly. "Hi," she said, and he nodded at her but didn't reply. Knew it, I thought.Honestly," I said.What?"Come on. You have to admit, it's sort of ridiculous."What is?"Now that I had to define it, I found myself struggling for the right words. "You know," I said, then figured Kristy had really summed it up best. "The sa-woon."The what?”

“This felt right. Not just leaving, but how I was doing it. Without regret, without second guessing. And with Wes right there, holding the door open for me as I walked out into the light.”

“Macy: “In Truth,” I said, “there are no rules other than you have to tell the truth.”Wes: “How do you win?” he askedMacy: “That,” I said, “is such a boy question.”