Winnie Cooper found! Writing books under the name ‘Danica McKellar’ (Sure. Why not?)

Ah, Winnie Cooper, my first love. All those summer days spent swimming, throwing rocks at hippies and participating in other activities that beat you over the head that it’s the 60’s. But those times were never meant to last. Like most young loves, ours’ was doomed from the start. Almost as stinging as learning Paul Pfeiffer wasn’t really Marilyn Manson, I’ll never forget that fateful day Winnie Cooper broke my heart in two, and the words she told me:

“Kevin,” she said. “You know how you do those weird, little monologues in your head? People can hear that shit.”