When he first put his arms around me, it was tentative, like maybe he expected I'd pull away. When I didn't, he moved in closer, his hands smoothing over my shoulders, and in my mind I saw myself retreating a million times when people tried to do this same thing: my sister or my mother, pulling back and into myself, tucking everything out of sight, where only I knew where to find it. This time, though, I gave in. I let Wes pull me against him, pressing my head against his chest, where I could feel his heart beating, steady and true.
Sarah DessenSo while it seemed like you were seeing everything, you really weren't. Just bits and pieces that looked like a whole.
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 DessenWho knew three dots could make such a difference? Like everything else, a love or a wish or whatever, it was all in the way you read it.
Sarah DessenLove is needing someone. Love is putting up with someone's bad qualities because they somehow complete you.
Sarah Dessen