U5: Utility

He completed each task with utility and nothing more: teeth, brushed; belt, buckled; shoes, laced. The only indulgence he allowed was a few minutes peering at his watery eyes in the mirror, attempting to rearrange his hair.

T5: Tortollini

The dizziness wouldn't go away; he felt as if someone was pressing tortollini inside his left ear.

S5: Snow

It never snowed in London, but today, of all effing days, it would.

R5: Rich

I wasn't positive he was rich, but I won't lie: I'd be chuffed if he was. Last night I dreamed Da was alive and told he he was giving me 100,000 dollars, and I sobbed my face off -- woke up, face wet.

Q5: Quixotic

(...a word I had to double check to be certain I fully understand)

She's herself, my Christina. When she says "quixotic" she actually means to put on a Spanish helmet and find a windmill somewhere.

P5: Policy

I make it a policy not to let my daughter run my life.

O5: Option

"It's not like I have the options you do." Christine pushed the words from her mouth, her flat tongue rejecting each syllable as if she wanted it to be sweet, but it was foul.