Nothing was easier to shatter than the fragile shield of an idealist.

Lately he'd been seen going out less and less, becoming that strangest of animals in a small town: a loner.

You look great," he said. It made her smile, even if it was a lie. "I'm as big as a house." He laughed. "I like houses. In fact, I'm thinking about architecture as a career.

As mothers and daughters, we are connected with one another. My mother is the bones of my spine, keeping me straight and true. She is my blood, making sure it runs rich and strong. She is the beating of my heart. I cannot now imagine a life without her.

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

Do you love him?" How would I know?" You'd know.

Stacey: "I'm surprised you haven't thrown me out." Comfort: "At your current weight, I'd need some sort of catapult.