The final sentence.

There were a lot of names on her list, and Quinn wanted to be out of Maryland before dusk.

It would be a long journey back home.

But he wasn't so much anymore; not now that he had his siblings back.

And it might not be perfect, but it's good.

And this is where it ends.

Life is in session.

'I love you more,' he says.

Rawlins cocked his elbow playfully, and Ellsbeth slipped her arm into his and leaned into him with unmistakable warmth and the two walked off, vanishing together into the night.

What's to say we couldn't get through the others?

Zada tucked her head onto Daphne's shoulder, and they sat there together in the dark as the light went up and the story began.

Refuse unflinchingly to be embarrassed, and in exchange you get the second star to the right, and straight on till morning.

At a cruising altitude of thirty-four-thousand feet somewhere over Oregon, we're exactly where we're supposed to be.

I will remember how to swim.

And the last thing they heard was a faint scream: “Next week?”

I love her.

To each other.

'It's going to be a good night.'