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We kind of wanted the going-out, shopping, prom-going type, and we got this weird, creepy one, and we love it but what is it talking about, ever? Sometimes Stevie felt bad for her parents. Their idea of what constituted interesting was so limited. They were never going to have as much fun as she did.
Where her books were, she was.
Nate was a rain cloud, but he was her friendly rain cloud, and the world needs some rain.
Some mistakes you have to make.
You have to take things as they are, not how you hear they’re supposed to be.” That was one of the most sensible things an adult had ever said to Stevie.
“I just think you get me,” she said. “I do,” he said, shrugging. “We have a limited emotional vocabulary. We’re indoor kids.”