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Because every part of me loved every part of her. The good, the bad, and the ugly.
“I don’t think St. Anthony can help find your missing period, Aoife.”
“I fucking love the bones of ya.”
“I’ve loved your daughter for six years,” Joey finally broke his silence by saying. “I can easily love her for another eighteen.”
“Believe it or not, Gussie, I will take your rugby-ball-shaped head clean off your shoulders if you don’t let go.” “Oh no,” Johnny sighed and covered his head. “Oh, sweet Jesus, here we go.” “I knew it!” Gibsie declared, yanking away from me and turning to Kav. “I fucking knew it. That’s the second time someone has said that, Johnny.” Clutching his head, he let out a pained wail. “Twice, Johnny. Two times. That’s a pattern.”
“So, where’s your other half?” “Claire-Bear? She’s in the year below us.” “No, asshole. Kav.” “Oh!” Gibsie laughed. “Oh, you mean my other other half.
Joey Lynch and Aoife Molloy: both full of flaws and humanly imperfect and yet so undeniably perfect for each other.