I couldn't think. The basics of my life seemed altered and thrown into question. After all, our families--our ancestors--are our identities. Biology ….

My skin prickled and I looked back at the ocean. None of us ask for the things we inherit; they are thrust upon us, willy-nilly. Like The Marine, I s….

Come find me," Leo put in, his gaze full of understanding. "Whenever you want. I'll be here..

By not asking too much, you can believe in almost anything..like..a starry night in the mountains, or even the existence of fate..

...Promises are more dangerous then secrets..

Summer-induced stupidity. That was the diagnosis..

When people went on vacation, they shed their home skins, thought they could be a new person..

It struck me then how much the past - not just the past but history and family - was like the ocean tide. It was always the same ocean, but the waves….

I watched the land for as long as I could, until it disappeared behind its shawl of mist, and until I had it fixed in my mind - unchanged, mysterious….