Maybe it was true, and being a girl could be about interest rates and skinny jeans, riding bikes and wearing pink. Not about any one thing, but everything.

I don't lie." "You don't lie," I repeated. "That's what I said." "Ever." "Nope." Sure you don't, I thought.

I felt like I'd been swimming so hard, and the water growing warmer and warmer the closer I got to the top. I wasn't there yet, but now I could see the surface, rippling just beyond my fingers.

She was just a shell of her former self, functioning and talking but hardly alive.

Sometimes you dont even want to think aout what people are doing with their groceries.

talk was cheap and useless. Action was what mattered. And me, I was moving. Now, again, always.

And the rest is history,' I said. Nah.' He shook his head. 'The rest is now.