The Third Gilmore Girl

by Kelly Bishop

admit it, given a choice, with a handful of exceptions, I tend to prefer the company of animals to the company of people. Animals are honest—there’s not a hint of pretense about them, they just unapologetically are who they are, and their capacity to love and be loved outshines ours by about a million.

sometimes serendipity shows up in our lives disguised as the worst news you can possibly imagine.

It was a huge blow that wasn’t softened one bit by reminding myself of the old cliché that life isn’t fair. No, it isn’t, but it damned well should be.