There was a time the feeling of Quaid's power made me shiver and run to him, pulling me toward him like iron to a magnet. When I would throw every thought out of my head for the chance to see him during one of our late night meetings in the backyard.

And while my heart still loved him as much as ever, it was with trepidation and worry I entered the kitchen, feeling around for the mood in the room before I said a word. Things had been touchy ...