...those Who Love Suffer When Who They

You Got Used To Running Things On Your Own." "what Could He Do About It When He's In Iraq And The Car Breaks Down In Kansas?" Beckett Gave Her A Long, Quiet Look. "i'm Not In Iraq." "no, And It Has To Be Said, I'm Not In Kansas Anymore." She Lifted Her Hands, Then Let Them Fall. "it's Not That I've Forgotten How To Be A Couple, But That My Experience In Being Part Of One Is Different From Yours. Maybe From Most People's. And I've Been On My Own A Long Time." "now You're Not. I'm Not Fighting A War, And I'm Right Here." Needed To Be Here, He Realized, With Her.

Some Romantic You Are," Caine Complained As He Pushed The Door Open With His Back."whatever Happened To Women Who Liked To Be Swept Off Their Feet?" "they Got Dropped," Diana Said Flatly.

People In Hell Want Snowcones.

It's More Than You Think It Can Be," She Heard Herself Say. "it Changes Everything, And Fixes Everything That Matters. Maybe You're Never Going To Be The Same, And Maybe Part Of You Is Always Afraid Of What Will Happen If...but He's Always Going To Be There. All You Have To Do Is Reach Out, And He's Going To Be There.

Broken Hearts Healed. Maybe The Cracks Were Always There, Like Thin Scars, But They Healed. People Lived And Worked, Laughed And Ate, Walked And Talked With Those Cracks For Many, Even The Scars Healed And They Loved Again.