No," I say, looking up at Griggs. "It's actually because my heart belongs to someone else." And if I could bottle the look on his face, I'd keep it by my bedside for the rest of my life.

We just have to learn to meet each other halfway okay?

If I want more, I need to go and get it, demand it, take hold of it with all my might, and do the best I can with it.

Whatever is now covered up will be uncovered and every secret will be made known.

You know what? You didn't do anything wrong. I did. It's this dumb thing I do. I look into things and see more than I'm supposed to.

Just ask how I'm feeling, I want to say. Just ask and I may tell you. But no one does.

I'm sick and tired of you people living interstate and overseas from people you want to be with. You're ruining my life! All of you!