Preferrable
Preferences have a way of being adopted early enough to seem like family. In second grade, during a spelling bee contest, it came down to two individuals in the classroom: me, because obviously I'd be awesome at spelling things, and this lovely Russian American girl with brunette hair, a disarming smile, smooth voice, and sharp wit that quite easily spelled the word "equestrian". At that age, I was aware of a couple things: one, how baffled I was that I couldn't spell the word "equestrian", and two, how Alex, let's call her Alex, was absolutely mesmerizing for the rest of the school year. It would have been for the rest of my young life but unfortunately, ...