Then he kissed her so deeply and so completely that she felt like she was falling, floating, spiraling down, down, down, like Alice in Wonderland.
Liane MoriartyYouโve been here before. It wonโt kill you. It feels like you canโt breathe, but you actually are breathing. It feels like youโll never stop crying, but you actually will.
Liane MoriartyA red traffic light loomed, and Cecilia slammed her foot on the brake. The fact that Polly no longer wanted a pirate party was breathtakingly insignificant in comparison to that poor man (thirty!) crashing to the ground for the freedom that Cecilia took for granted, but right now, she couldnโt pause to honor his memory, because a last-minute change of party theme was unacceptable. Thatโs what happened when you had freedom. You lost your mind over a pirate party.
Liane Moriarty