And it's the funniest thing: as soon as I see it, the whistling in my ears stops and the feeling of terror drains away, and I realize this whole time I haven't been falling at all. I've been floating.

“Stop!” His voice rings out sharply, hard as a slap. He releases me and I stumbl…”

“Me estremezco al darme cuenta de lo fácil que es equivocarse con las personas, …”

“When he speaks again, I can tell that he's smiling. "So I guess we saved each o…”

“Lindsay calls them the Pugs: pretty from far away, ugly up close.”