“Well,” I started, sinking into the good memories like they were my cosiest pair of pyjamas. “At the beginning, he was the most amazing boyfriend ever…” And I told her about our fairy-tale first date, how you always walked me home, how I never doubted that you loved me because you told me all the goddamned time. “What about after the beginning?” Joan pressed. “Then what did he do to make you love him?”
