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She’s thirteen, always reaching for Logan’s hand, always holding on too tight, struggling to understand how any friendship could feel so enormous inside her.
She still grieves their lost friendship, still sometimes imagines finding a way to stitch them back together again.
Behind her, someone clicks their tongue. Logan doesn’t turn around. She doesn’t have to. There’s only one person in Vista Summit who uses condescending tongue-clicks as her weapon of choice. “I said her name three times, didn’t I?”
“Cancer isn’t funny.” “Out of the three of us, I’m the only one dying from it, so it’s funny if I say it’s funny.
“Don’t psychoanalyze us, old man. We’re taking you on your death trip. Please allow us to repress in peace.”
“I, for one, am happy to let my past trauma resurface at unexpected times. It’s like a never-ending game of emotional Whac-a-Mole.”
She doesn’t want to scrutinize why she was able to love someone so deeply at fourteen but hasn’t managed to feel that way since.
Logan has both bare feet dangling out the passenger window and a McDonald’s bag in her lap. Rosemary tries to set that bag on fire with her eyes.
“I’m not dying to help you solve some problem in your life. I’m just going to die. And I would like to be high while that happens.”
terminal cancer patients be like
The white man behind the check-in counter is wearing a T-shirt that somehow simultaneously praises fly fishing and insults his wife.
She had an in-ground pool and a Nokia cell phone. Whatever Jennifer Platt said was law.
“We… we can’t abandon the itinerary!”
MEEEEE
“Do you often forget to take your meds in the morning?” “Hale, I often forget what I am doing when I am actively in the middle of doing it.”
You can’t leave dogs, babies, or melodramatic gay men in hot cars.”
She can’t believe she just stared down the barrel of Joe Delgado’s giant dick and now he’s outrunning her in a wheelchair through the streets of Santa Fe.
“Life is the prickly pear. It’s always going to be a combination of beauty and hurt, no matter how hard you try to protect yourself from the hard parts. There is no way to avoid pain.”
You care. I know you care. Please, please, show me you care.
They’re in a hospital parking lot, but she’s dry humped in worse places.
There is immense beauty here, despite everything else.
Rosemary reacts like Logan asked to fist her. “What? Why? No!”
“Maybe he’s okay with being destroyed,” she tries. “Maybe he knows it will be worth the hurt. Prickly pears and all that.”
What would it be like, to be so unafraid of your own feelings?
“Is this hell?” he eventually asks. “No, this is Connecticut.”
rants. “I loved you when we were girls. Even when I was too young to understand what love is, my heart still loved you on instinct. Loving you was like breathing. My body just knew what to do, even when my brain was still a primordial hormone soup.”
“because I need you to know that I spent ten years seeing you on every street corner, wondering when you would come home to me.
