Mindi Scott

“Reece keeps trying to put the pieces back together without having any idea what’s causing me to break.”

“I don’t know how to fix this, or if it can be fixed. There’s too much to say. Too much I don’t know how to say.”

“Three days later, Mrs. Dalloway was in the hall, blocking the classroom door. 'Hi there, Dick. Are you prone to seizures?''Uh, no.'Thirty minutes later I was wishing I'd said 'Uh, yes,' because then she's have had to turn off the strobe light. Then again, it might not have made a difference; the loud electronic music and Mrs. D's yelling probably would have been enough to do me in anyway.”

“I don't know why, but I didn't want her to call me Dick anymore. It was feeling kind of fake. 'Maybe we should use our real names outside of class. Yours is Rosetta, right?''Yes. Rosetta Vaughn.''All right,' I said. 'Well, mine is - ''Seth McCoy. I know.' She kind of wrapped her arms around herself like she was getting cold. 'I've known since February fourteenth, actually.'She's memorized the date she found out my name? What the hell?She laughed. 'Don't freak out! I only remember because it was Valentine's Day.'As if that explained it. 'And why do you remember learning my name on Valentine's Day?''Kendall Eckman was running after you in the hall screaming, "Seth McCoy, if you don't buy a rose from me, I'll kill you!" She was doing that Valentine's drama club fundraiser. Remember?''Actually, yes.'What I remembered was getting stoned with Isaac before school, and Kendall harshing my mellow the minute we walked in the door.Rosetta was looking like there was more to this story. 'And after she kept asking, you bought a red one?''Right. And I passed it off to -' I'd been about to say 'some chick,' but with how intently she was watching me, I was getting a different idea. '-you, right?'She extended her arm to pass me an imaginary rose in the same way I must have handed her a real one. Then she imitated the corny voice I must have used. 'Here, beautiful. Have a wonderful Valentine's Day.'Oh, Christ. The stupid shit I said sometimes.”

“Me too. Do you want to meet me at the golf course after you get off work tomorrow? Then we can see each other all afternoon.""That sounds good."Which it did. But even if she'd said "Do you want to meet me at the surface of the sun?" I'd still have agreed to it.”

“I just love that feeling when things are about to change. Like when you know that in a few seconds you're going to do something and become someone else.”

“Maybe it's like free-falling. You feel like you'd rather do anything than face it, but once you do it you realize it's the best feeling you've ever had.”