“I love you,” he said. “I love you more than I hate everything else.”
“Neal didn’t take Georgie’s breath away. Maybe the opposite. But that was okay—that was really good, actually, to be near someone who filled your lungs with air.”
“...Nebraska’s like Kansas. But in color.”
“That’s what love is, Georgie. Accidental damage protection.”
“Because he didn’t laugh when he thought something was funny—he laughed when he was happy.”
“They were probably part of some fresh-faced Nebraska death cult who hung out at airports on holidays, picking up strays.”
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