Instead he thinks up the worst ending imaginable: Hemingway has Catherine die from hemorrhaging after their child is stillborn. It is the most torturous ending I have ever experienced and probably will ever experience in literature, movies, or even television. I am crying so hard at the end, partly for the characters, yes, but also because Nikki actually teaches this book to children. I cannot imagine why anyone would want to expose impressionable teenagers to such a horrible ending. Why not just tell high school students that their struggle to improve themselves is all for nothing?

Did you ever think about all of the nights you lived through and can't remember The ones that were so mundane your brain just didn't bother to record them. Hundreds, maybe thousands of nights come and go without being preserved by our memory. Does that ever freak you out? Like maybe your mind recorded all of the wrong nights?

What is reality if it isn't how we feel about things?

You need to make time for family no matter what happens in your life.

Also, I sort of let my appearance go, to the point where I was maybe ten to seventy pounds overweight.

I believe in happy endings," I tell him, "And it feels like this movie has gone on for the right amount of time.

I am practicing being kind over being right.