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There’s surprise in his voice, as if women are somehow incapable of boldness.
Yes, boys can break your heart and betray you, but not in the same stinging way girls can.
Every woman is crazy. The ones who can’t hide it well enough are shit out of luck.
I’m thirteen and smitten, and every glimpse of him makes my heart explode into a flock of butterflies.
“You can’t blame that mother falcon,” Franny says matter-of-factly. “She was simply doing what she needed to do. Taking care of her children.
I’m certain that he’d say he regrets watching them closely. I think he’d say that he wished he hadn’t looked so much.”
“Hi, I’m Emma.” Theo at last acknowledges my presence with a turn of his head. Shaking my hand, he replies, “I’m Theo. Nice to meet you.”
Not us. Meaning that she was alone.