And I suspected that I'd do almost anything to spend the rest of my life making this woman happy

Finally, my cluelessness comes in handy.

But Charlie is more than a trip. She’s a sparkler, firecracker, a fistful of gun powder. Marco is my calm, Mom is my home, Nana is my conscience, but Charlie is my wide-open sky, my free-dancing, stargazing wild rumpus.