just in case" is the curse of packing

He hadn't lost Grace. Because she'd never been his to lose in the first place.

And like a soprano shattering glass, Juliet heard something snap deep inside. It was the sound of her heart breaking.

Juliet shook her head. The thought of eating anything made her feel nauseous. "No thanks, I'm not hungry." "Oh yeah, the heartbreak diet," nodded Trudy sagely. "Been there, done that, bought the T-shirt.

Time has a funny way of airbrushing relationships, removing all the things that were wrong so when you look back it looks much better than it really was.

Forget men, I want to marry my MacBook. It’s dependable, reliable and you can even go shopping with it.

Missing someone has to be one of the worst human emotions. All the other feelings like anger and fear and horror get some much more airplay, as if their intensity gives them more value, but whereas those emotions come in violent bursts and are gone again, the gnawing ache of loss has to be simply endured. It's like background noise, it's always there, it never goes away. You just have to try to block it out, distract yourself, hope that tomorrow the hole they left behind has grown a little smaller.