“No trouble ever got fixed late at night," he said. "Midnight is for regrets.”
“That night as I lay in bed, I thought of several things I could have said and mourned the fact that my wit usually bloomed late, peaking when it no longer mattered, during the solitary hours close to midnight.”
“I’ll fix this, okay? I don’t want anyone thinking less of you because of me,” he said with a troubled expression.”
“misgivings, n.Last night, I got up the courage to ask you if you regretted us. "There are things I miss," you said. "But if I didn't have you, I'd miss more.”
“Regret couldn't fix what he's broken. Apologies couldn't bring back what he's lost. What we'd lost.”
“Is it him?” Dad asked. “Did he get you into trouble?”“Not me,” Shane said. “I’ve just got that kind of face.”