Attachments

by Rainbow Rowell

<<Beth to Jennifer>> It? Do you mean your period? Your monthly? Did your aunt Ruby arrive for a five- to seven-day visit? Is it . . . that time? Why are you talking like you’re in a feminine napkin commercial?

“I didn’t know someone could love me like this,” she said. “Could love me and love me and love me without . . . needing space.” Lincoln wasn’t asleep. He rolled on top of her. “There’s no air in space,” he said.