We heard no other sounds. We met no other people. We saw only two bright red birds leap startled from the center of the meadow and dart into the woods.

In this world, there are things you can only do alone, and things you can only do with somebody else. It's important to combine the two in just the right amount.

This uneasiness comes over me from time to time, and I feel as if I've somehow been pieced together from two different puzzles.

Love and used Subarus were two different things. Weren't they?