Adrian tipped my face up toward his and kissed me. Like always, the world around me stopped moving. No, the world became Adrian, only Adrian. Kissing him was as mind-blowing as ever, full of that...

I would love to see a G-Unit reunion.

I needed out. The Jeep wasn’t fast enough. I shut it down, grabbed the keys and started running like a bear was at my heels. I couldn’t even see Henry anymore through my tears so...

Jason’s heart lifted when he saw Nico di Angelo on the front lines with the Greeks, slashing his way through a crowd of two-headed men.

I think there’s a little me hiding behind your leg, Chichi.””I’m Goten.””I’m Goku. Hi!”….”Daddy!

She didn’t see me because of the reflection on the store windows, and she wouldn’t know me in this car anyway. In fact, she probably wouldn’t know me with shaggy hair and the beginnings of...

Having a blood family means suddenly revising a definition of family that I have, over many years, learned to accept. How can I hold both concepts in my mind or find room for both families...

Oak, granite,Lilies by the road,Remember me?I remember you.Clouds brushingClover hills,Remember me?Sister, child,Grown tall,Remember me?I remember you.

Do not follow me! Let’s just be fabulously where we are and who we are. You be you and I’ll be me, today and today and today, and let’s trust the future to tommorrow. Let...

…I am about eight years old when I first become aware of being other–foreign, outside, separate. Because this lesson comes from my own family, it resonates deeper and truer than playground taunts ever have.

Would that thy love, beloved, had less trust in me, that it might be more anxious!

Let’s just be fabulously where we are and who we are. You be you and I’ll be me, today and today and today, and let’s trust the future to tomorrow. Let the stars keep track...

You had nightmares every night for a long time and screamed in Korean words, but we didn’t know what they meant. I asked someone who knew Korean, and he said it was um-ma um-ma, the...

For those who believe in resurrection, death is inconsequential. It’s not an ending but rather a new beginning. A second chance, a reunion. The very idea of resurrection is so seductive a concept it’s easy...

Someone’s going to be very pleased to see you.””I don’t think the Elector will be as excited as you think.””I wasn’t talking about the Elector.”My heart jumps at that.

I don’t understand this–when people love you so much they are willing to get rid of you. I think if I loved someone that much I’d want to stay with them. It doesn’t make sense...

His smile wavers. I’ve been looking at him too long. ‘Are you OK?’ he says. I nod, take a deep breath. Then I lean over and kiss him.

I close my eyes, thinking that there is nothing like an embrace after an absence, nothing like fitting my face into the curve of his shoulder and filling my lungs with the scent of him.

I’ve never been to a class reunion or anything because I’m always afraid of that one – there’s going to be some ‘Carrie’-like incident.

If she were here I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off her. I would hold her so close she’d beg me to let her breathe. I’d kiss her so hard she’d plead for...

Here’s what I hadn’t realized: the mother you haven’t seen for almost thirty-six years isn’t your mother, she’s a stranger. Sharing DNA doesn’t make you fast friends. This wasn’t a joyous reunion. It was just...

He fell silent. For several moments they all did, and the quiet had the feel of a deliberate thing. Then Eddie said, “All right, we’re back together again. What the hell do we do next?

Their tongues met, starving, two years without this delicious meal. They kissed and kissed and kissed. The joining of their mouths was more intense than that night on the ferry. This was a kiss of...

It’d been a long time since they’d been together, but as close as they were physically, they’d never been so far apart in every other way.

Damn. It looks to me like I just missed the best reunion since Sherman got together with Atlanta.

Anyone else would have probably stayed put—or at least looked deeply uncomfortable, but Frank seemed like he was taking this in stride, like helping to reunite friends was just a normal thing he did.

Take your clothes off.” “What?” “You heard me.” Evelyn forced her mouth shut. She looked around the room, buying time. The faded brown curtains hung limply over the windows, not quite touching, and the afternoon...

The sweetness of reunion is the joy of heaven.

She wanted to touch him, to throw her arms around him — but something held her back. Maybe it was the fear that her arms would pass right through him, that she would have come...

I’d think about you and how I didn’t want us to end. It’s complicated…’Max still held her, his thumbs stroking the spot on her wrists where her pulse was thundering away. ‘Uncomplicate it then. Did...

Hang there like a fruit, my soul, Till the tree die!-Posthumus LeonatusAct V, Scene V

I want morning and noon and nightfall with you. I want your tears, your smiles, your kisses…the smell of your hair, the taste of your skin, the touch of your breath on my face. I...