I felt the rise of that old familiar feeling. I hated it. I welcomed it.
- Holly, I'm in love with you.
- So what?
- So what? So plenty! I love you. You belong to me.
- No. People don't belong to people.
- Of course they do.
- I'm not going to let anyone put me in a cage.
- I don't want to put you in a cage. I want to love you.
- It's the same thing.
- No it's not. Holly...
- I'm not Holly. I'm not Lula Mae, either. I don't know who I am! I'm like cat here, a couple of no-name slobs. We belong to nobody and nobody belongs to us. We don't even belong to each other.