“My heart leaped like the cheerleader I will never be.”
“A cheerleader? Do I look like a guy who'd be interested in talking to a cheerleader?”
“My heart is broken.It really is. All the signs are there. I can't sleep- not even burgers. Every time the phone rings, my pulse leaps... But it's never for me, it's never him.”
“The Lord is my strength and my shield; my heart trusts in him, and I am helped. My heart leaps for joy and I will give thanks to him in song. (Psalm 28:7 NIV)”
“Upon my return I found the call in my box. It was Anne's number, then Anne's voice on the wire, and, as always, the little leap and plunk in my heart like a frog jumping into a lily pool. With the ripples spreading round.”
“My name, from his lips. It still made my heart leap.”