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Special projecting...
.:. insert picture of Joan and Adam hugging in the bookshop, a distressing look on Adam's face .:.
Joan:
Adam still manages to surprise me. He comes into the bookstore and tells me that we can spend more time with each other, now that he's not busy at work anymore. And him coming onto me like that, wow, that's ... I don't know. Now that I think about it, it's a bit odd, considering how moody and distant he seemed in school this morning.
But, hey, I shouldn't complain, right? I should just be glad he wants to spend more time with me and cherish that for as long as it lasts. Sometimes I can't imagine having a more perfect boyfriend than the artistic, considerate and sensitive Adam Rove.
Adam:
Special projecting... Yeah. Right. I told Jane that I was done with it now. And I so am. I hold her in my arms, I feel a need rushing over me to hold her like I am never gonna let go of her. I am so scared to lose her, I don't think I could take that.
She was the first and only person to see into my soul, scratch away some of the dust covering it and making it come to the surface and shine. I told Judith once that Jane saved my life after we first met. And what did I do in return? I cheated on her, went behind her back, betrayed her. Betrayed the confidence she put in me, the trust she had in me. Oh, how I wish she could see that I never deserved it.