Bookbag, Pocketshoe.

“Didn't you ever have a father yourself? You don't want him for a reason. You wa…”

“Nice tights," I snorted. Or I tried to snort, anyway. I'm not exactly sure how,…”

“I still think about the letter you asked me to write. It nags at me, even thoug…”

“Well, it's simple to love someone," she said. "But it's hard to know when you n…”