“Seeing the transformation in Aaron made me wonder how it would feel to have someone-even a not-so-nice guy like Aaron- look at me the way he looked at Anjali.”

“Its a good thing I'm here, big guy, because you have shit taste in friends."Okay, I said the last part intentionally, knowing how Aaron would react. And right on cue, Aaron said:"He's not my friend!""Well, I guess that settles it, Nick. You're not going to be rebound guy because, despite your predictions of woe, Aaron and I aren't breaking up. I'd say that we'll see you around, but I doubt that'll happen since you don't even rate friend status.”

“I look at the knife-Resting in a puddle of water-Near the ledge by the pulpit behind Aaron-Where I dropped it-And I hear it calling to me- Take me, it says- Take me and use me, it says-Aaron hold open his arms."Murder me," he says. "Become a man." Never let me go says the knife”

“He didn't see me looking at him, but I could tell the ceremony was having the same effect on him. He was enraptured.It was a rare and sweet look for him, reminding me of the tortured artist that lived beneath the sarcasm. I liked that about Adrian—not the tortured part, but the way he could feel so deeply and then transform those emotions into art.”

“Aaron would never make up anything like that.”"That's because Aaron doesn't say anything that requires words of more than one syllable.”

“Aaron was so gay he walked with a lisp...”