Everything, in the end, comes down to timing. One second, one minute, one hour could make all the difference.
Sarah DessenWith my mom, when someone was gone, they were gone. She didn't waste another minute thinking about them, and neither should you.
Sarah DessenShe bought seeds and raided nurseries and mulched and composted and spent full days with her hands full of earth, coaxing life our of the dry, dull grass my father had spent years pushing a mower over.
Sarah DessenMaybe it was true, and being a girl could be about interest rates and skinny jeans, riding bikes and wearing pink. Not about any one thing, but everything.
Sarah DessenThere was only so much space between us, not even a real distance if measured in miles or feet or even inches, all the things that told you how far you'd come or had left to go. But it was a big space, if only for me. And as I moved forward to him covering it, he waited there on the other side. It was only the last little bit I has to go, but in the end, I knew it would be all I would truly remember. So as I kissed him, bringing this summer and everything else full circle, I let myself fall, and was not scared of the ground I knew would rise up to meet me.
Sarah DessenBecause you can never go from going out to being friends, just like that. It's a lie. It's just something that people say they'll do to take the permanence out of a breakup. And someone always takes it to mean more than it does, and then is hurt even more when, inevitably, said โfriendly' relationship is still a major step down from the previous relationship, and it's like breaking up all over again. But messier.
Sarah Dessen