'' - You are a romantic, June.
- Am not..
I said as fast as I could. Kept my face turned away, scared Finn would see how embarrassed I was.
- A romantic, barnacle, not lovey-dovy romantic.
- What's the difference?
- Being a romantic means you always see what's beautiful. What's good. You don't want to see the gritty truth of things. You believe everything will turn out right.
- Well, what about you? Are you a romantic?
- Sometimes. Sometimes I am and sometimes I'm not. ''
What the fuck you were thinking?