Man in his hunger for faith will feed his mind with the nearest and most convenient food.

Looking in those eyes I had grown to like so well - the eyes I trusted implicitly but could make my stomach writhe with pleasure - I felt a twinge of sadness that there was nothing in the future to suggest we might ever be a normal couple."If we don't make it out alive -"His shook his head once. "We will."I continued, more quickly this time. "If we don't -""Especially if we don't," he finished, pulling me into him. My lips met his - this time unsurprised. This time, I wanted it desperately.

My face was growing hot, but I kept talking. "You're the only one who believes in me most of the time."He shook his head. "You keep us going. Everybody knows that.""But you're the one who keeps me going. You're what I'm fighting for in all this.