“Remember in, like, fifth or sixth grade? I was starting to get really good at poker, and going home with lots of lunch money? I got to know the principal’s office really well. He always used to say to me: ‘How come you can’t be more like your brother, Peter?’ But you know what? I was alright with that. I had no problems with that because I was proud of you. And I was never envious of anything that you had. Until now.”
Everything happened so fast and I couldn’t tell you the truth… and then I didn’t want to tell you the truth, because the truth was that I fell in love with you… all of you. I went from being alone to being a fiancée, a daughter, a granddaughter, a sister, and a friend.
So I had planned to marry Peter, but I married Jack instead. Thank goodness my father was right. Life doesn’t always turn out the way you plan. But Jack, Jack gave me the perfect gift: a stamp in my passport. He took me to Florence for our Honeymoon. I guess you might say he gave me the world. Peter once asked me when it was that I fell in love with Jack. And I told him “It was while you were sleeping.”