It was their mothers, long ago. Tibby noted with joy that all four of them were wearing jeans.

Relief is a short-lived emotion, passive and thin. The agony of doubt disappears, leaving little memory of how it really felt. Life aligns behind the new truth.

She wasn’t sure if he wanted more from her or if he wanted less. Maybe it was both. Maybe it was always both.

I did love her. I've loved her from the first time I saw her.

It's so much easier to have no expectations than to have big ones.

I allowed myself to suffer how jarringly destructive the present feels and how fragile the past.

She wondered again about her inclination to wish for things that made her so deeply unhappy.