She was the opposite of me in so many ways and the embodiment of everything I wanted to be. I’d never met anyone with a wilder spirit or a harder worker. Her stubborn streak rivaled my own, but it was never out of selfishness. At the end of the day, she knew how good she had it, even if it took her a minute to realize it sometimes. She knew what she wanted. If she didn’t, then she faked it until she made it. I could do that, worry less about others’ thoughts and take what I wanted. And what I want is her.
