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304 pages, Hardcover
First published February 18, 2014
"We lie down together on our sides. He stares at me, moving his finger from my forehead, down my nose, over my chin, along my neck until it lands between my breasts.
'Oh look,' I joke, 'I'm wearing buttons.'
'I see that,' he tells me, and he uses his nimble fingers to deftly, expertly savor each one before he pops it open slowly.
There, in a parked ice cream truck just outside of Buffalo, Wyoming, I say yes. I resign myself to finding God. And it's true what they say. You can find God anywhere.
"'I know you.'
'I know that when you eat lunch, you're the only one in the cafeteria who actually places her paper napkin on her lap.'
'I know that you have a freckly underneath your left eye. I know that when you smile, your eyes close into adorable half-circles and all that's visible are a little gleam of light and your thick black eyelashes. I know that you are really nice to that kid with Tourette's and you sit patiently and help him with his math homework even though he's uncontrollably barking 'cocksucker' at the top of his lungs ever five minutes. I know that you are trying to improve your life even though the odds are stacked up against you, and that you hide in the attic of the Cunty Day School to try to learn as much as you can. I know that you would give your left arm to help Zoe if she needed it, and that's why we're here. I think I know enough.'"