(Chapter 16) After we walked back from the square and the lights were fading behind us, we started to walk toward the park. Brett asked if I still loved her, and of course I did. She assumed it was because it she was a goner. She said she was "'mad about the Romero boy. [I'm] in love with him, [I] think' (Hemingway 187). I told her it wasn't a good idea. I knew it from the beginning.