What were you like," I asked her. "we're you happy? Or were you smiling because they told you to?
Gabrielle ZevinMy beautiful Win. I wanted to kiss him on every last broken place, but his mother and my lawyer were there. So, instead I started to cry.
Gabrielle ZevinIntimacy doesn't have all that much to do with backseats of cars. Real intimacy is brushing your teeth together.
Gabrielle Zevin