God damn it, Sylvia, for a few moments I tricked myself into feeling really alive. I cut it off before anyone got hurt, but just for a moment or two, I really thought I might feel something again--something like trust. Something like love. Not the kind of love we had, but something new. Something like hope. "I must admit that when I got to the end of this book, I let out a tiny whimper from under my breath. It was over and I didn't want...