“Will it be enough for you?” Waverly asked. What she wanted to ask was if it would be enough for her. “What does it matter how big my next movie is? Or if I do another twenty missions for some government agency? I’m still going home to my empty house afterwards. I want someone to be there at the end of the day. Someone who cares about me, someone I can’t wait to talk to. That’s the part that matters. It’s the sharing that counts, not the life in between.”
