I guess no one stays friends for more than thirty years without broken hearts along the way.

He is a man, and he is afraid. This is not a good combination.

You couldn't give up you for them. But what if you wanted them more than you wanted a singular powerful you?

I might screw up, I might embarrass you, I might yell at you, but I will never, ever stop loving you. You're my first born. The first time I held you... I fell in love so hard it cracked my bones.

It's not a date. I bought my own drink and I didn't shave my legs.

I am such a Pacific Northwest girl.

Then he left her there, standing alone, surrounded by word ghosts; things she could have said.