This is what I want: I want to grab my brotherโs hand and run back through time, losing years like coats falling from our shoulders.
Jandy NelsonLifeโs a freaking messโฆ thereโs not one truth ever, just a bunch of stories, all going on at once, in our heads, in our hearts, all getting in the way of each other. Itโs all a beautiful calamitous mess.
Jandy NelsonHe murmers into my hair, "Forget what I said earlier, let's stick with this, I might not survive anything more." I laugh. Then he jumps up, finds my wrists, and pins them over my head. "Yeah, right. Totally joking, I want to do everything with you, whenever you're ready, I'm the one, promise?" He's above me, batting and grinning like a total hooplehead. "I promise," I say. "Good. Glad that's decided." He raises an eyebrow. "I'm going to deflower you, John Lennon.
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