There were so many levels to the unknown, from safe to dangerous to outright nebulous, scariest of all.
Sarah DessenDuring the long stretches of quiet two-lane highway, with the sun setting in the distance, it was somehow easier to say things aloud, and regardless of what was said, we just kept moving toward that horizon.
Sarah DessenLet me guess,โ Eli said, his voice that low, even timbre, as always. โDrinking from kegs also falls under outdoor activity.โ I just looked at him, standing there in jeans and the same blue hoodie heโd had on the first time I met him. Maybe it was the embarrassment, which had been bad enough before I had an audience, but I was instantly annoyed. I said, โAre we outside?โ He glanced round, as if needing to confirm this. โNope.โ โThen no.โ I turned my attention back to the keg.
Sarah DessenMaybe marriage, like life, is'nt only about the big moments, whether they be good or bad. Maybe it's all the small things โ like being guided slowly forward, surely, day after day โ that stretches out to strengthen even the most tenuous bond.
Sarah DessenAnd I felt comfort. Finally. All I'd wanted for so long was for someone to explain everything that had happened to me in this same way. To label it neatly on a page: this leads to this leads to this. I knew, deep down, it was more complicated than that, but watching Jason, I was hopeful. He took the mess that was Macbeth and fixed it, and I had to wonder if he might, in some small way, be able to do the same for me. So I moved myself closer to him, and I'd been there ever since.
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