Previous snippet -- “This one is my favorite.” Ryleigh giggles, holding up a selfie of the two of us throwing coins into a fountain outside the Sage Grove Community Center. I’d been trying to take the picture and throw my coin at the same time, and it resulted in a forever frozen memory of my comical, grimacing-with-my-eyes-half-closed pose while Ryleigh’s in the background looking like she belongs on one of those “Come Visit Sage Grove” brochures. I groan, covering my face,

Previous snippet -- The only reason Ryleigh told me about her plans for Wednesday, two days after I’ll start work at Delamore Funerals, was because she felt bad about the whole thing with Will. I didn’t tell her about admitting that she’s trying to set me up with Will, but I did tell her about the slippers. In her defense, she was so focused on fixing my hair she didn’t even notice my choice of footwear. She wanted to keep the next thing on her bucket list a complete surprise

Previous snippet -- With everything that will be different (and better) about this summer, there is one thing that has stood the test of time every summer for at least the past ten years. Ryleigh’s Terrifyingly Amazing Summer Bucket List. (In case you were wondering, I added the terrifyingly part and she added the amazing part.) The thing with Ryleigh is that to her, summer can’t be complete without trying (and usually failing at) ten new things. Every year, we talk about sto

Click here to see my intro post for this snippet series! -- You know that moment when life takes a drastic turn and you’re paralyzed in disbelief? Then you go through the various stages of denial, and – if you’re anything like me – search desperately for a different solution. And, even if that solution manifests itself in a teeny tiny flicker of light on the other side of a deep, dark, scary (and possibly enchanted?) forest, you’ll go chasing after it with abandon. But then,