“I’m a Sinclair, sweetheart. I know everything I need to know.” I’m not sure I ever really understood it before, but I do now. Dad always used to say, when you know, you just know, and there’s no stopping it. When I’d ask him what he meant, he’d tell me, we’re Sinclairs, we love hard, and we love fiercely. He’d say Sinclairs are scared of finding the right women. And when you find her, don’t let go. Well, I’m not letting go.
