Something had changed in me, even if I didn't know what it was just yet. All I could think was that I felt alive for the first time.

How it felt to have the world moving beneath me, a hand gripping mine, knowing if I fell, at least I wouldn't do it alone.

It didn't make you noble to step away from something that wasn't working, even if you thought you were the reason for the malfunction. Especially then. It just made you a quitter. Because if you were the problem, chances were you could also be the solution. The only way to find out was to take another shot.

It was as familiar to me as a song I'd been hearing my whole life, covered by various people but the basic tune the same.

Two a.m.' He swallowed, then said, "You know. The person you can call at two a.m. and, no matter what, you can count on them. Even if they're asleep or it's cold or you need to be bailed out of jail...they'll come for you. It's like, the highest level of friendship.

Only a real asshole takes liberties with someone else's car stereo. That's serious.

Its 75 Degrees! In December!