
“I wanted to join Julian at the bar. I wanted to see him drink a beer, I wanted to know how he held the glass neck with his fingers and I wanted to see him with his friends. I wanted to be with him in every situation and every circumstance. My curiosity made me frantic. After only ten minutes together, Julian’s mere existence and sown necessary chaos in my world.”
— Charlotte Shane, Julian, Coming and Crying
Everytime I read this one I find something else that’s perfect.