Oh, come on Em.' He stopped walking and looked me in the eyes. His own were dark and shiny. 'You know how I feel about you,' he muttered.'I do?'He stepped closer and whispered, 'When you're around, music plays in my head.'My eyes welled. 'Music,' I repeated softly.'Well, you know.' He grinned. 'It's the Jaws theme. Da dum. Da dum.

Jennifer Jabaley