I'm losing control."-Brittany Mamacita, I've already lost it."-Alex

I wish my life was a John Grisham novel. His heroes always seem to be one step away from death but come up with a brilliant plan. Unfortunately, real life can’t be wrapped up with a nice little bow

It’s not Brittney’s face, not her smile, not even her eyes. All of that surface stuff made the world see her as beautiful, but it was the deeper stuff that made her different.

Luis is right there.” I point to the corner of the yard, where my little brother is the centre of attention doing imitations of barnyard animals. I have yet to inform him that talent isn’t as much of a chick magnet when you get into junior high.

If you let him go and he doesn't come back to you, he wasn't yours to begin with. It's a lesson learned in first grade

You're where I want to be.

Somehow, being with Brittany brings something to my life that's missing, something ... right.