"No! No, it's something good. I think. Well, it sort of depends on how you feel."
"About what?"
"Well - about me."

Those were the words that just kept running over and over in my head as I'd driven to Point Dume. How did I feel about Cordelia? Hell,I knew what I felt about her, but what I wanted to know and the question that nearly caused me to ( Read more... )