I suspect that Helen and I are still together because of this unspoken acknowledgment that I needed this lively mental life.

She had no need to ask why he had come. She knew as certainly as if he had told her that he was here to be where she was.

There's a lot of unspoken things that take place between them. They have a good sense of playing together.

They were Jesuits," she told me. "That means they believe in God but not in terlet paper. You should have seen their underwear. Disgusting.

Dear sir: twelve hours is as twelve years to me. I imagine you in your home, smiling, thinking of me. That I am your heart's secret fills me with song. I wish I could sing of you here in my cage. You are my heart's hidden poem. I reread you, memorize you, every moment we're apart.

But we suspect there are many more staying in the local community who haven't needed us for one reason or another.