dale , still lying on his chest , lifts his head to assess the damage . i tried to avoid eye contact as he took my hand in his and slipped his other arm around my waist . `` it 's so good to hear your voice ! `` it 's just that you can make me forget everything but you . '' his mobile telephone sings a country song when islander swishes the screen without checking the telephone number . somewhere during their conversation she had changed her mind . 