“You know, being compared to a hurricane isn’t a good thing,” I said to her. “Really?” she asked sarcastically. “I don’t know. Powerful, relentless, fierce…” she counted off the adjectives on her fingers. “Destructive, devastating—” I countered. “—ly beautiful?” Teddy said before I could finish. I rolled my eyes so far back in my head that I thought they’d never come back around.
