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338 pages, Hardcover
First published July 29, 2014
"He only allowed himself a quick glance at her, knowing as soon as he saw her that she was the kind of girl who could make you think your life was not complete unless she was in it. She was a jumble of contradictions: short but with long legs, fierce green eyes but a kind expression, baby-faced but wise."
"He meant to bury himself in work right away, but against instinct he stole another glance. How long would the memory of her face haunt him? Days? Weeks?"
"...slipping her hands into the back pockets of her shorts, which made her posture change in a way Hudson couldn't help but notice. The quiet world outside the garage noticed the change in her posture, the damp Mississippi air noticed, even the various grease stains spread out on the garage floor noticed."
"Weeks, he thought to himself. I'll be thinking about that face for weeks."
"Usually, no matter what distractions there were around, he could shut everything out and delve into his work. It was the same with studying at the library; friends could come by to tease him, cute girls from his class could take a seat and try to engage in conversation, but Hudson never let himself be swayed.
But there was something about this girl that made him want to hear her opinions on everything, hear about her day, tell her about his own."
"The girl turned to him, an eyebrow arched, containing a smile by biting her bottom lip."
"What had driven him to make such a silly comment, he couldn't say, nor could he explain why it had felt so good when she called him a dork."
"She gave him a smile and then turned to look out the garage, her eyes narrowed by the glare of the sun. Hudson wondered if he'd ever been so captivated by watching someone stare out into the distance. Even with the pretty girls he's halfheartedly pursued, Kate and Suzanne and Ella, Hudson couldn't remember being so unable to look away."
"The girl hadn't just let him ramble on; she'd known exactly what he meant. No one, not even Hudson's dad, had ever understood him so perfectly."
"Months, he thought to himself, his fingers practically buzzing at the touch of her skin. I'll be thinking about her for months."
"People hurt each other," Leila said without much inflection in her voice. "It happens to everyone. Intentionally, unintentionally, regretfully or not. It's part of what we do as people. The beauty is that we have the ability to heal and forgive."
~Thank you Harlequin Australia for sending me this copy!~
Hudson, who is willing to throw away his dreams for love. And Bree, a runaway who seizes every Tuesday- and a few stolen goods along the way. Elliot, who believes in happy endings...
until his own goes off-script. And Sonia, who worries that she's lost her ability to love.
"People hurt each other. It happens to everyone. Intentionally, unintentionally, regretfully or not. It's a part of what we do as people. The beauty is that we have the ability to heal and forgive."
"It was time to let go of the mad desire to remember. It was time to start living whatever life would come. In the present, not the past."
"What if she was supposed to be a painter, but no one ever gave her a brush?"
"So it's pretty simple. Go sing. Sing well or sing badly -it doesn't matter, as long as you sing your fucking heart out.”