That's impossible," Gwen gasped. "The fastest I've ever run on a treadmill was ten and a half minutes and I nearly died. And it was only one mile. I had to rest for hours and eat chocolate to revive myself.

Strength wasn‘t about being able to do everything alone. Strength was knowing when to ask for help and not being too proud to do it.

I have your word?” “You trust my word?” “You’re an idealistic fool. Of course.

He is my vulnerability

You mean you have to be epic already, for it to make you more epic?

All my life, up until that moment, I'd had a warm, protective blanket wrapped around me, knitted of aunts and uncles, purled of first and second and third cousins, knot-tied with grandmas and grandpas and greats. That blanket had just dropped from my shoulders. I felt cold, lost and alone.

I'd turn and run but I'm anchored by two dudes that could hold the Titanic during a tsunami.