Dear Jacob, I win. Sincerely, Edward
What were you two doing last night, discussing the national debt?
We did not hope for the same things, but we all hoped.
I was thinking about how disjointedly time seemed to flow, passing in a blur at times, with single images standing out more clearly than others. And then, at other times, every second was significant, etched in my mind.
however, i can read hers- she'll be waiting to ambush you in class.
"Aren't you hungry?" he asked, distracted. "No." I didn't feel like mentioning that my stomach was already full - of butterflies.