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208 pages, Paperback
First published July 25, 2014





" I want that moment to live for. "Don't we all?



“A single text message changed my entire life.”
"Why don't you ask me about my scars?"
"Why don't you ask me about mine?"
"You look like you belong at a funeral."
Everett laughed humorlessly. "I probably do."
"What does that mean?"
"Everyone is going to die, Parker. You're going to die, I'm going to die, we're all going to die. And I want to leave this world with a little dignity. I want to spend the rest of my life, no matter how much is left of it, doing what I want."
"Just promise me something… Don't fall in love with me."
"You are so…"
"Rude?" he prompted. "Yes. I am. I call it like I see it. And I see a girl who hides behind her hair, who doesn't give two fucks about her looks. You think no one notices you… But guess what, Parker? You are hiding in plain sight. I see you. I see the parts you don't want anyone else to see."













"Some of us have scars that aren't meant to be seen."
"You’re cold. Ten below zero cold.”"




"Why don't you ask me about my scars?"
"Why don't you ask me about mine?"
"Because that would be rude."
"You like that word, don't you?"










"It was your brokenness that drew me to you, because I saw in you the same things I saw in me. It was our brokenness that connected us. So I can't wish away those broken pieces in me, because without them I wouldn't have seen you."He also had sweet moments once he stopped being so hard on Parker, and he wasn't embarrassed about it either <3
"Don't frown. I'd rather see you smile."
"You said I'd look weird with one," I reminded him.
"Doesn't mean I still don't want to see it. Or be the reason for it." He dropped a kiss on my lips.

"In here," he said, pushing on the skin above my heart, "you're ten below zero. And you're closer to death than I am."
"You are wasting your life," he whispered. "Why did you fight so hard to live so little?"
"There's pleasure in a little pain then." I opened my eyes and straightened my head.I'm nowhere near like Parker in terms of what she went through, but I have been known to shut people out and with my anxiety, I can get scared to go out and do things. I was hesitant in the beginning, but I loved the concept of the someone who was dying trying to teach someone how to live, and Everett achieved it. Which ultimately saved him, because Parker was able to turn it around on him, to give him the courage to fight his cancer.
"I guess so."
"There is, Parker." He wrapped his arms around my front and rubbed the body wash over me again. "You just have to be brave enough to endure it."











"You're ice cold. You don't let yourself feel. You don't care about anyone, not even yourself. In here," he said, pushing on the skin above my heart, "you're ten below zero. And you're closer to death than I am."






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«Qui» disse, premendomi una mano sul cuore «sei dieci gradi sotto zero. E sei più vicina alla morte di quanto lo sia io.»
«È da maleducati fissare, sai.»
«Non ho mai preteso di non esserlo.»
«Ti sottrai al contatto, come se il calore di un altro essere umano potesse farti sciogliere troppo. Ti indurisci alle esperienze. Non dici cose carine. Ferisci con le parole. Fai tutto questo per respingere le persone. Sei fredda. Dieci gradi sotto zero.»
"This world has only one sweet moment set aside for us."