he kissed me hard. "Promise me. Promise me you'll spend New Year's with me next year," he whispered into my ear.
Gayle FormanIt takes certain kind of naiveté, or perhaps just stupidity, to know things will end and still hope otherwise.
Gayle FormanAs the lightness buoys me, I wonder if maybe she was right. Maybe it's not about looking hot for guys, but about feeling like a place acknowledged you, winked at you, accepted you. It's strange because, of all the people in all the cities, I'd have thought that to Parisians I'd be invisible, but apparently I'm not. Apparently in Paris, not only can I skate, but I practically qualify for the Olympics!
Gayle Forman