Every Boy's Got One

Travel Diary of Jane Harris

Travel Diary of Holly Caputo and Mark Levine

Jane Harris

Oh my God. He lied. It’s totally true, what Mark told Holly about Cal’s—

Travel Diary of Holly Caputo and Mark Levine

Jane Harris

Poor Frau Schumacher. She’s going to have a LOT of sheets to wash when we leave. I think we’ve done it in every bedroom at least once.

Oh well. I suppose she’s used to hard work, considering all the time she put in over at the Fuhrer’s place.

Travel Diary of Holly Caputo and Mark Levine

Jane Harris

Even Cal admits that Nutella on strawberries, washed down with champagne, makes a lovely midnight snack.

Travel Diary of Holly Caputo and Mark Levine

Jane Harris

Must write fast, as he’s downstairs, getting more strawberries.

He loves me! At least as much as I—I can’t believe I’m admitting this—love him. YES! It’s true! I love him! I could shout it from the rooftop: I LOVE HIM!

And I don’t think that’s the phenylethylanamine talking, either.

Endorphins? Definitely.

Oh, my God. I love Cal Langdon. CAL LANGDON.

And you know, really, the only reason he doesn’t like ER is that he’s never seen it. It turns out they don’t have ER in Libya or wherever it is he’s been all these years. I’m sure he’ll come around as soon as he’s caught up with everything that’s happening at County.

I showed him my Wondercat sketch book, too, and he laughed at my most recent cartoon. Cal Langdon LAUGHED. At one of my cartoons!!!! And called me a comic genius!

Which I already knew. But it was nice to hear it from him.

Oops, here he comes. I promised I’d stop writing about him in here.

For now.

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