You're a dream. Like everything else.

“Is it also true that you drank to excess?” Isobel asked, flipping to the next i…”

“Why did he have to be so...so...”

“So, you let me get through that whole spiel, my entire tirade, but weren't goin…”

“To Madeline, This subtle second selfSheaf of meCan do more than you ever could.…”