Is this freedom? Is it happiness? I don't know. I don't care anymore. It is different--it is being alive.

“We'll see," I say, smiling. "What about you? Are you going to be all by your lo…”

“Everyone just wasting time because they have so much of it to waste, minutes sl…”

“Would you like to?” he says. His voice is hardly audible above the wind—so low …”

“I really like you, Sam," he says quietly."I always have." "I like you too.”