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820 pages, Paperback
First published June 1, 2012
"[...] Call me whichever one you want. I just ask that you pick one and stick with it. I'm like a trained dog. If I get used to your voice calling me Susie, I won't know who you're talking to if you call me Susanna."
"I'm such a woman. I can hardly stand myself. Sitting her talking about my feelings to her best friends behind her back. Waiting for her to call.
Watching him there, my mind was filled (with?) things to love about him. It was like a crowd of people all showing up to a party at the same time, much like the party going on in the living room. Every single thing vied for attention like a person screaming my name. Everything from the way he smelled to his intelligence to the fact that he deeply loved to fix cars. He was so beautifully odd in so many ways.
I smiled at him. He was so precious. And he had no idea the emotional havoc he'd wreaked upon my life. There were times when I found him so incredibly endearing, I thought my insides might melt into a puddle on the floor from sheer, mushy, lovestruck joy. He made me tingle, and not just in the throbbing sexual capacity. But from my head to my toes, in the 'nothing in this world matters but me and you,' capacity.