For some reason our lives were marked by summers. . . . Summer was the time when our lives joined completely, when we all had our birthdays, when really important things happened
Ann BrasharesHe wanted to take his love back from her so badly. The old techniques didnโt work anymore. In fact, theyโd never worked. How do you stop loving someone? It was one of the worldโs more brutal mysteries. The more you tried, the less it worked.
Ann Brashares