There were endless ways to spend your days, I knew that, none of them right or wrong. But given the chance for a real do-over, another way around, who would say no?
Sarah DessenWho would have thought that grieving an old relationship and enjoying a new one could happen simultaneously, in parallel? Yet another thing you only find out once it's happening to you.
Sarah DessenYou know, when you think about it, thatโs kind of a weird thing. I mean itโs meant to be sympathetic, right? But itโs kind of not. Like youโre telling the person thereโs nothing unique about what theyโre saying I considered this as a couple of kids on Rollerblades whizzed past, hockey sticks over their shoulders. โYeah,โ I said, finally, โbut you could also look at it the other way. Like no matter how bad things are for you, I can still relate.
Sarah DessenMorning would come before we knew it. It always did. But we still had the night, and for now, we were together, so I just closed my eyes and drank it all in.
Sarah DessenTimes like this it did seem real I was leaving, and even more that my family, and this life, would go on without me. And again I felt that emptiness rise up, but pushed it away. Still, I lingered there, in the doorway, memorizing the noise. The moment. Tucking it away out of sight, to be remembered when I needed it most.
Sarah DessenAnd she was good to me: strong, fun, and fiercely loyal. And if I didn't have many other friends because of her-most girls were intimidated by her looks, or thought she was too pushy, or just flat-out feared for their boyfriends-it never bothered me. I never missed having a wide, thick circle of girlfriends: Rina was more than enough. We were comfortable with each other's flaws and weaknesses, so we stuck together and kept to ourselves.
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