Cole and I have some great memories. Example: Cole and I got a little slizzard at last year’s 4th of July party and decided to sing Sam Cooke’s ‘Change is Gonna Come’ in the middle of the street during the fireworks display. And then there were two games of croquet (where I destroyed any and all competition) and I ate a gazillion pieces of a giant cookie cake. I believe an Edith Piaf soundtrack was involved in here too. Then I did face painting. I also had no doubt in my mind at the time that I was the fucking BOMB. Copious amounts of alcohol does that to me.
Point is - Cole: Meghan loved you then and Meghan loves you still.