And all those things you listed right now, they’rethings Garrett and I do together. Dude, you don’t want me. You want me andGarrett.

someone like Grace. Someone exactly like Grace, with her Ted Bundy rantsand her calming presence and—hello, irony.

His eyes are a hazy swirl ofgray, like a thick mass of clouds gathering before an impending storm

I broke up with her to avoid getting into a serious relationship with her, and now it