Not to ask the obvious question, but why Alaska?

You completely unscatter me, and I appreciate that too much.

The pleasure isn't in doing the thing, the pleasure is in planning it.

She taught me everything I knew about crawfish and kissing and pink wine and poetry. She made me different.

Idiotically, it occurred to me that my pink underwear didn’t match my purple bra, as if boys even notice such things.

...Kaitlyn never wore open-toed shoes on account of how she hated her feet because she felt her second toes were too long, as if the second toe was a window into the soul or something.

I didn’t need you, you idiot. I picked you. And then you picked me back.