The squirrels on campus were beyond domestic; they were practically domestically abusive.

But it’s up to us …’ he said softly. ‘It’s up to us not to lose this

I know that people change. I thought... I thought we're going to change together. I thought that's what it meant to be in love.

She knew she was lovely, and she shared it like a gift. Every smile from Agatha was like waking up to a perfect sunny day. Agatha knew it. And she smiled at everyone who crossed her path, as if it were the most generous thing she could offer.

"What about him?" she’d say, finding an attractive guy to point out while they were standing in the lunch line. "Do you want to kiss him?" "I don’t want to kiss a stranger," Cath would answer. "I’m not interested in lips out of context."

She’d majored in English, hoping that meant she could spend the next four years reading and writing. And maybe the next four years after that.

There was something about the music on that tape. It felt different. Like, it set her lungs and her stomach on edge. There was something exciting about it, and something nervous. It made Eleanor feel like everything, like the world, wasn't what she'd thought it was. And that was a good thing. That was the greatest thing.