Some people, they can't just move on, you know, mourn and cry and be done with it. Or at least seem to be. But for me... I don't know. I didn't want to fix it, to forget. It wasn't something that was broken. It's just...something that happened. And like that hole, I'm just finding ways, every day, of working around it. Respecting and remembering and getting on at the same time.
Sarah DessenChange is inevitable, though," he replied. "As is disappointment. Best to get used to it now.
Sarah DessenIt seemed like this day could go in so many directions, like a spiderweb shooting out toward endless possibilities.
Sarah DessenLike a blinking cursor on an empty page, it was just the first thing. The beginning of the beginning. But at least it was done.
Sarah DessenI walked over, my eyes scanning Luna Blu, my house, and Dave's. But it was the building behind them, that empty hotel, that had the tiniest light, provided by one word, written in fluorescent paint. Maybe it wasn't what was once there, in real life. But in this one, it said it all: STAY.
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