"I needed to see you," he said, his voice a little too soft, too strained.... ..."Why?" The word came out like a knife. A thousand things I had imaged saying-words that should've been sharp, cutting-now felt useless...."To remind me of what you've become?"... ....."Or to remind you of who I can still be." ------- SAIL | BOOK I CAPSIZE | BOOK II LIFE BOAT | BOOK III ANCHOR | BOOK IVAll Rights Reserved