" You know those giant stuffed-animal prizes at the carnival? The kind practically nobody wins, except the lucky few? I've never won one." " Yeah. I've never won one, either." " Alex was my giant prize. I hated you for taking him away," she admits.I shrug. " Yeah, well, stop hating me. I don't have him, either." " I don't hate you anymore," she says. " I've moved on." I swallow and then say, " Me, too." Carmen chuckles. Then, just as she walks out of the room, I hear her mumble, " Alex sure as hell hasn't. "