There is a perfect someone, even if the road to that someone isn’t all that perfect.

I loved you too much to lose you twice.

Perfect love was that kind of love that made no sense but made everything else make sense somehow. It was raw and unscripted, turbulent and slightly unpredictable.

I had found him again, and with him, my world had become completely unwound. It was messy and impulsive, naïve and irrational, and somehow, right again.

You’re much too beautiful for tears.

Somewhere in between the beginning and eternity, I fought the war that we all must fight–the journey that in taking, forces us to come face to face with our own realities.

Don’t count him out, Julia. He hasn’t given up on you.

A smitten smile unexpectedly shot across my face, and I quickly hid it as best I could–purely out of habit. Will Stephens doesn’t get smitten smiles.

But despite the challenges, I love being your Mayor.