“Don’t laugh, you ass. You know I don’t do emotions well. I Googled how to say I love you before I said it to Nora. In the end I wrote her one of those stupid poems where the first letters of each line make up the phrase ‘I love you.’” Something about that makes her perk up. “Should I do one for you? Nora seemed to like hers, so I can basically just insert your name in there and presto, a love declaration.”
