He Was Hiding From His

... Imperfection Would Get Me Farther Than Perfection.

Slushes. Do You Know How Much I Love Those? Cherry, Especially.

I Found The Candles—atrocious Air Freshening Ones That Smelled Like Fake Pine.

This College Would Probably Have The Same Problem As The Last One Did." I Frowned, "what's That?" "homework.

He Tilted His Head To The Side, Still Watching Me In That Same, Disconcerting Way. “some Things Are True, Drunk Or Sober. You Should Know That. You Deal In Facts All The Time.” “yeah, But This Isn’t—” I Couldn’t Argue With Him Looking At Me Like That. “i Have To Go. Wait… You Didn’t Take The Cross.” I Held It Out To Him. He Shook His Head. “keep It. I Think I’ve Got Something Else To Help Center My Life.