Don't go looking for boys in the dark They will say pretty things then leave you with scars. Do go looking for boys in the park For that is where the true gentlemen are.

As she always did on any really important day, Penelope Hayes wore red.

Among her other talents were forgetting what she did not like and ignoring what she preferred not to see.

The headiest loves were the loves that couldn't be.

But in that moment she realized how false most smiles were and what a tremendous waste of time.

She had had no idea what it would do to her seeing him in a suit.

Henry shook his head, 'I was drunk,' he said, trying to sound both ashamed and firm in this belief. He remembered the rosebush incident very clearly, of course, but he knew that sneaking into the bedroom window of his fiancee's little sister wasn't something he wanted to explain to his father. Sometimes, Henry reflected, being taken for a perpetual drunk was sort of convenient.