Goddamn, Sometimes It Hurt To Be Free.

Some Stories Don't Have Happy Endings. Even Love Stories. Maybe Especially Love Stories.

That Was The Thing About Best Friends. Like Sisters And Mothers, They Could Piss You Off And Make You Cry And Break Your Heart, But In The End, When The Chips Were Down, They Were There, Making You Laugh Even In Your Darkest Hours.

It Is A Kiss That, Once Begun, Never Really Ends. Interrupted, Yes. Paused, Certainly. But From That Very Moment Onward, Vera Sees The Whole Of Her Life As Only A Breath Away From Kissing Him Again. On That Night In The Park, They Begin The Delicate Task Of Binding Their Souls Together, Creating A Whole Comprising Their Separate Halves.

This Is The Problem With Forever Friends. They Know Too Much.

As Mothers And Daughters, We Are Connected With One Another. My Mother Is The Bones Of My Spine, Keeping Me Straight And True. She Is My Blood, Making Sure It Runs Rich And Strong. She Is The Beating Of My Heart. I Cannot Now Imagine A Life Without Her.