Sometimes Thomas Mackee will stick an earphone into my ear and ask me to listen to a song. When I get over the revulsion of putting something in my ear that's been in his, I sit back and let the music take over, and for a half hour there's something comforting about someone's heart beating at the same rhythm as mine.
Melina MarchettaIf you weren't driving, I'd kiss you senseless," I tell him. He swerves to the side of the road and stops the car abruptly. "Not driving any more.
Melina MarchettaWe were playing Rock, Paper, Scissors," she told him once. "I was paper and she was rock so I lived and she died.
Melina MarchettaWhat do you want from me?" he asks. What I want from every person in my life, I want to tell him. More.
Melina MarchettaThey always prided themselves on looking youthful. โFortyโs the new thirty,โ theyโd joke. Until heartbreak and grief enter your life, and then fortyโs the new one hundred.
Melina Marchetta