I have loved before, but it didnโt feel like this. I have kissed before, but it didnโt burn me alive. Maybe it lasts a minute, and maybe itโs an hour. All I know is that kiss, and how soft her skin is when it brushes against mine, and that, even if I did not know it until now, I have been waiting for this person forever.
Jodi Picoult[Jules] slides into a seat beside me with her hot lunch tray, sighing. โFour hours, thirty-six minutes, and twelve seconds till weโre out of purgatory for the weekend.โ โMaybe later,โ I murmur, still distracted by the dayโs previous events. โSo, let me show you how a conversation works. I say something, and then you say something back that actually relates to what I was talking about, as if you were even the least bit interested.โ โHuh?โ I say.
Jodi Picoult