I seriously doubt that the Santa police do an underwear check." -Cora

I turned and looked into the gas station, where Wes was now paying, as the man who'd driven us looked on. "That's too bad," I said. "It's okay, though," she assured me. "Someday I'll show you an extraordinary boy, Macy. They do exist. You just have to believe me." "Don't worry," I said. "I do.

Each time, I think I'm never going to write another book. It never gets easier.

Best Friends. And I thought of what she had done all the millions of times I cried to her, collapsing at even the slightest wounding of my heart or pride. So I reached over and pulled her to me, wrapping my arms around her, and held my best friend close, returning so many favors all at once.

Life has a way of disregarding even your best intentions.

Once, I was easy. Now, I was choosy. See? Big difference.

Maybe" she said. "I just wish we'd have a little mishap.It would be reassuring