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Aren’t royals supposed to be all closed off and dead inside? Isn’t emotion embarrassingly common? Why do I now have to join a three-way hug with my sister and her fiancé?
“So I’m not going to be able to get up on the fence and sing ‘Yankee Doodle Dandy’ while waving six American flags and twirling a baton?” I snap my fingers. “Well, there’s today’s plans ruined.”
Miles looks at me like he’s wondering what sins he committed in a past life that have led him to this moment, and I decide today might actually be kind of fun after all.
“Remember how you thought I was an evil seductress out to ensnare your innocent friend?” “I literally used none of those words,” he says, and I wave him off.
One of my favorite things about Scotland so far is that the unicorn is their national animal. You really can’t hate a country where that’s the case.
within just a few minutes, the two of us are in Holyrood Park behind the palace, riding on horses like people who just fell in love in a tampon commercial.
“Oh my god, please tell me you have called her ‘ol’ Glynn’ to her face.” “I have not, as I enjoy having my tongue actually in my mouth and not mounted to her wall.”
“I’ve been the worst big sister ever. I’m very aware of that.” “I saw a thing on the true crime channel about a girl who tried to kill her younger sister with a blender,” I tell her, shrugging. “You have competition, is my point.”
