He had always thought the expression falling in love to be a mere idiom. He knew how to love—he loved his brothers, he loved Alice, he loved the Dacre children, and he loved many other people besides. God commanded him to love, and he did it with his heart and with his actions. He hadn’t realized that this other kind of love, the kind he felt for Phillip, had so much in common with falling off a cliff. He couldn’t stop loving Phillip any more than he could stop gravity.