Dear Goat,How does one fall in love? Do you trip? Do you stumble, lose your balance and drop to the sidewalk, graze your knee, graze your heart? Do you crash to the stony ground? Is...

No, it’s like you get an idea in your head … no, it’s more like you get and idea in your heart.

If having an imagination means imagining all the things you don’t have – imagining, in fact, the impossibility of your own happiness – is an imagination a good thing?

But Fin would always be a bit of a romantic, at least when it came to books.

All these years I’ve had a story in my mind, the story about us that never really existed. And because of that story, I’ve kept you framed up on the wall in a little box...