It's okay," he informs me. "Your grandfather is teaching me how to play poker." If I know Grandad, that means what he'll really be teaching Sam is how to cheat.

I'm afraid my voice is going to break. I am afraid she is going to hear how much this hurts.

His eyes look too bright, the way the do in people who are in love, people who are enraged, and people who are completely bonkers.

It's okay," he informs me. "Your grandfather is teaching me how to play poker." If I know Grandad, that means what he'll really be teaching Sam is how to cheat.

I can learn to live with guilt. I don't care about being good.

I hate that everyone calls it growing up, but it seems like DYING.

You're like this leopard who's pretending to be a house cat.