In the sea of grief, there were islands of grace, moments in time when one could remember what was left rather than all that had been lost.

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

Their friendship was more important than any relationship. Guys would come and go; girlfriends were forever.

And no one drank just one shot of tequila.

To lose love is a terrible thing. But to turn away from it is unbearable. Will you spend the rest of your life replaying it in your head? Wondering if you walked away too soon or too easily? Or if you'll ever love anyone that deeply again?

Caro: "Bite me." Ruby: "I gave that up in kindergarten.

....both had learned that everything could change in an instant, and that the heartfelt vows of people in love were fragile words that, once shattered, could cut so deeply you'd bleed forever.