Sanity is overrated.

“She’s one too,” I say simply, mostly because I know Angela wanted to spring it …”

“Who is this?” he asks. “I’ve seen him hanging around you like some lovesick pup…”

“One of them is probably Michael, I think. All I have to do to find my dad is go…”

“Your hair smells like wind, did you know that?" Yep, me and Tucker, smelling ea…”