M.J.

Three of us laugh together in one college house garage. We talk, smile, and make fun of each other. We remember stories from years before and talk about the future like anything can happen. We're 22, 21, and 20 and have our whole lives ahead of us...

Two of us have the same nose.

Two of us have the same freckle patches on our shoulders.

Two of us are louder than life.

The three of us have plenty of the "Lonergan" genes.

Two of us hated each other for the first half of our lives.

Two of us are best friends, and always will be.

One of us has a lazy eye lid.

One of us has a seal laugh.

The three of us will always laugh when we hear the word "crusty".

And the three of us are extremely blessed.




The rest of the world doesn't matter. Money. Fame. Greed. Lust. Liars. Cheaters. It means nothing.



When a girl has cousins like Matthew and Joseph, and a family like...well, mine, why would it?

"You're smart as crap, you're freakin' gorgeous, and one day you're going to find a guy and say,
'Wow. This is what it's supposed to be like.'...I don't worry about you at all, Lyd..."

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