Attachments

by Rainbow Rowell

Of course it was too tight, and of course it wouldn’t zip—because I’m not 16 anymore. That’s when it hit me—I’m not 16 anymore.

“It’s just that getting paid to do nothing is a constant reminder

that I’m doing nothing,” Lincoln said. “And doing nothing takes more energy than you’d think. I’m tired all the time.”

Then I worried that he’d get into a car accident on his way to work, and I’d have to spend the rest of my life thinking about how I didn’t say, “I love you, too.”