Then Albie reached into his pocket and pulled out one shiny Jonathan apple.“Hungry?” he asked us.“How’d you do that?” I asked, wondering when he’d had time to pocket an apple.“Oh, I have four of them,” he said, patting his megalarge pockets. “Next time you won’t laugh when I tell you to watch Survival Planet.

I turned to Rafe and swam (and sunk) in his hazel eyes.

I wanted to watch his mouth as I made him laugh. I wanted to see his face light up with the spark of whatever silly joke there was, and I wanted to kiss him too, and really more than that, which was not a straight thing, I know, but it was also true.

...when you have a foot in tomorrow and a foot in yesterday, you're pissing all over the present.