Tofu tacos are not Mexican. I think putting tofu on anything and calling it Mexican is an insult to my people.

He has no clue that I have the patience of a saint. At least that's what Carlos says, although that isn't saying much, considering his fuse is about as short as an eyelash.

You’re dangerous,” he says. “Why?” “Because you make me believe in the impossible

You know you can do more, but everyone expects you to quit.

Man, my girl is one tough chick when she wants to be. I wonder if it has something to do with those big, comfy granny panties she’s got on.

You once said you loved me. Do you still?" My sister is watching this exchange between us. She smiles warmly at me, giving me the strength to tell him the truth. "I never stopped loving you. Even when I tried desperately to forget you. I couldn't.

In the end everything will be okay. But hurdles have to be jumped through first.