“And for one second, it was like I could feel the timing clicking together, finally pieces falling into place.”

“Timing clicking together, finally, pieces falling into place.”

“Just me and the future, finally together. Now there was a happy ending I could believe in.”

“At the same time, though, I was beginning to wonder if this was just how it was supposed to be for me, like perhaps I wasn't capable of having that many people in my life at any one time. My mom turned up, Nate walked away, one door opening as another clicked shut.”

“Everything, in the end, comes down to timing. One second, one minute, one hour could make all the difference.”

“It's true. It's like the hidden secret that no one tells you. we can all be beautiful girls, Colie. it's so easy. it's like Dorothy clicking her heels to go home. You could do it all along.”

“So many versions of just one memory, and yet none of them were right or wrong. Instead, they were all pieces. Only when fitted together, edge to edge, could they even begin to tell the whole story.”