It Occurred To Her Suddenly, Sharply, That

That Was What A Best Friend Did: Hold Up A Mirror And Show You Your Heart.

Thoughts - Even Fears - Were Airy Things, Formless Until You Made Them Solid With Your Voice And Once Given That Weight, They Could Crush You.

I Didn't Know How...deep Love Ran, How It Was In Your Blood, Not Your Heart, And How That Same Blood Pumped Through Your Veins Your Whole Life.

Jude Remembered This Pain. Every Woman Had Felt Some Version Of It: The End Of First Love. It Was When You Learned, For Good And Always, That Love Could Be Impermanent.

What Shall We Drink To?" "how About Family?" Stacy Said, Showing Up Just In Time To Pour A Fourth Shot. "to Those Who Are Here, Those Who Are Gone, And Those Who Are Lost." And She Clicked Glasses With Mom