Nothing ever happens like you imagine it will

My heart is really pounding,” I said.”That’s how you know you’re having fun,” Margo said.

Physical space between us evaporates. We play the broken strings of our instruments one last time

Margo was so beautiful that even her fake smiles were convincing. (54)

As we walked, I kept taking glances at her through the crowd, quick snapshots: a photographic series entitled Perfection Stands Still While Mortals Walk Past.

To find Margo Roth Spiegelman, you must become Margo Roth Spiegelman. And I had done many of the things she might have done: I had engineered a most unlikely prom coupling. I had quieted the...