“Alex moved away, clearly crestfallen. Some other day, maybe as soon as tomorrow, she would feel regret, but not tonight. Right now, she couldn’t summon the energy to care about the feelings of a wannabe knight in tinfoil armor.”

“Oh Mom, it turns out my knight in shining armor was just some liar in tinfoil.”

“When had she moved so close? Her brain screamed at her to back away. She would regret this. She already regretted this.”

“I was attracted to her from the first time we talked, and soon there was no turning back. For a long time she was the only thing I could think about. I tried to tell her how I felt, but somehow the feelings and the right words couldn’t connect. Maybe it was for the best.”

“We’re multigenerational Squires. (Carl)Which means what? You prance around with tinfoil armor and plastic swords pretending to be knights? (Nick)”

“He smiled, and suddenly she knew that his words were true. Everything would be all right. Maybe not today and maybe not tomorrow, but soon. Tragedy couldn't coexist in a world with one of Colin's smiles.”