“Well, what if we meet new friends waiting in line for one of the shows?” Paige asks. “And we end up staying in the same hotel as them. And then one of them has a birthday. We would want to… — Rachel Schurig Copy Share Image
“And he thinks… he thinks… that Canada is a U.S. colony.” Okay, maybe this has gone a bit too far. “I do not!” “You… — Rachel Schurig Copy Share Image
“Well, what if we meet new friends waiting in line for one of the shows?” Paige asks. “And we end up staying in the… — Rachel Schurig Copy Share Image
“Food?” Paige asks. “What about it?” Karen shrugs. “I just like food. I want to talk about it.” — Rachel Schurig Copy Share Image
“I’ve come close to swearing off men before. Like after my break-up with Jacob. I was nearly ready to throw in the towel then.… — Rachel Schurig Copy Share Image
“Okay, Jen. Whatever. There was a dead Christmas tree—like, a tree that you guys had decorated—behind that garage that must have been there for… — Rachel Schurig Copy Share Image
“Daisy falls into step next to me on the way to the elevator. “You never know, though. That kid could have thought you were… — Rachel Schurig Copy Share Image
“Why in the world would we need balloons, Paige? Seriously, give me one probable scenario in which a balloon would be necessary over the… — Rachel Schurig Copy Share Image
“He tweaks my nose and goes back to his chair. “She cried more for my tattoo than her own,” he tells Carlos. “Aren’t girls… — Rachel Schurig Copy Share Image
“Bring food home,” I told him. “Lots of food. I’m going to need lots of the food.” “Okay, drunky. I’ll bring you lots of… — Rachel Schurig Copy Share Image
“Seriously, you guys. He’s not really all that special.” “I’m not,” I assure them. “You should see how gross my feet are.” Daisy snorts.… — Rachel Schurig Copy Share Image
“Wow,” she whispers. “I want you to know that I’m very compassionate toward your issues but… holy shit! I’m sitting next to someone who… — Rachel Schurig Copy Share Image
