She would just stay here holding Bailey's hand for all time, so Bailey wouldn't be afraid there wasn't enough… — Ann Brashares

Still, the Pants promised us there was time. Nothing would be lost. There was all year if we needed it. We had all the way until next summer, when we would take out the Traveling Pants and, together or apart, begin again.

"it's easier to be mad at the people you trust. Because you know they'll always love you, no matter what."

Bridget looked down at the Pants, grateful to have them. They meant support and they meant love, just as they'd all vowed at the beginning of the summer. But with Lena right here, right next to her, she almost didn't need them.