“I don't know how to say it - after all this time, I'm not even sure that I can - but I have to break her last rule, because if she knows nothing else, I need her to know this one thing. 'I love you, Sunshine,' I tell her, before I lose my nerve. 'And I don't give a shit whether you want me to or not.”

“I love you, Sunshine, and I don't give a shit whether you want me to or not.”

“What did you call her?" she asks but I don't think it's her real question."Sunshine," I say, and she smiles like she believes it's perfect and she may be the only person other than me who would think so."What is she to you?" she whispers. The real question and I know the answer even if I don't know how to say it.Drew's muffled voice rises up from the floor before I can respond."Family," he says.And he's right.”

“And as much as I'm telling her to stay here, I still want her to choose to come with me. To say fuck sanity and healing and closure. To say that I am the only thing she needs to be well and whole and alive. But we both know that's not true.”

“I don't know how to regret it. Because that would mean to regret that I ever met her and I can't make myself do that.”

“I'm grateful to Margot. Not that I tell her this. Not that I tell her anything. I don't.”

“And if my Sea od Tranquility were real, it would be this place, here, with him.I don't say anything right away, because I just want one minute to look at him before I give him my last secret.And then I tell him."Your garage.”