I've tried to make choices. You don't really trust me to.

But if it was always a point of speculation, where one person insisted it was a certain way and another denied it, how would anyone ever hold on to the truth?

I let myself be sad. I let myself think of him.

All I knew was, even if she wasn't mine, I wanted to leave her with a smile.

I pranced around the room like a blind moose, but what I lacked in grace I made up for in effort.

And Carolina will be cheering on the beautiful daughter of Magda and Shalom Singer, the new Lady America Singer!

Great. Now the queen thought I was a misfit, too.