Okay, I'm going to come right out and say it - everyone else is wrong. The story written for me is the best one. I know this, and I haven't even read any of the other stories yet, because I'm too busy crying. omg crying a lot.
This is the fabulousness:
How to be Dead. It has dead!Vic, and insomniac!Brian, and loneliness and growing up and unconditional love and walls built and walls unbuilt and not quite getting the recipe right and all that other gorgeous stuff that is completely guaranteed to make me bawl like the world is ending. It is brilliant.
Thank you, Secret Santa. I love you. I completely cannot get over this story.
I will have to, eventually, so I can read the rest of them. But for now? I bask.