For a second we just stand there in silence. Then, suddenly, Alex is back, easy and smiling again. โI left a note for you one time. In the Governorโs fist, you know?โ I left a note for you one time. Itโs impossible, too crazy to think about, and I hear myself repeating, โYou left a note for me?โ โIโm pretty sure it said something stupid. Just hi, and a smiley face, and my name. But then you stopped coming.โ He shrugs. โItโs probably still there. The note, I mean. Probably just a bit of paper pulp by now.
Lauren OliverI'm gone, lost, floating away into nothingness like I am in my dream, but this time it's a good feeling - like soaring, like being totally free, and I can feel the impression of his fingers everywhere that they touch, and I think of stars streaking through the sky and leaving burning trails behind them, and in that moment - however long it lasts, seconds, minutes, days - while he's saying my name into my mouth and I'm breathing into him, I realize this, right here, is the first and only time I've ever been kissed in my life.
Lauren OliverThere's still always the possibility that I've gone totally, clinically cuckoo. But somehow I don't think so anymore. An article I once read said that crazy people don't worry about being crazy - that's the whole problem.
Lauren Oliver