“Something is happening. I sense a change in the wind…a mutual understanding of each other. I haven’t felt this way in forever.”

“She ignores me, so I cup my hands over my mouth and do something I haven’t done in years— barnyard sounds.”

“Carlos, are we in complete understanding with each other?”“Yeah,” I say. “As long as it’s not in your house and you don’t know about it, you’re okay with us messin’ around.”“I know you’re joking with me. You are joking with me, aren’t you?”“Maybe.”

“If there's one thing I learned, it's that nobody is here forever. You have to live for the moment, each and every day . . . the here, the now.”

“When my eyes meet his gaze as we're sitting here staring at each other, time stops. Those eyes are piercing mine, and I can swear at this moment he senses the real me. The one without the attitude, without the facade[...]”

“We deserve each other, Luis … and I need you just as much as you need me. Hold me.”He steps closer, but hesitates. “If I do, mi chava, I can’t promise I’ll be able to let you go.”

“And I’m yours,” I tell him. “Forever and always and then some.”