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“How is it you look like a walking ad for the Black Ms. Frizzle and yet can somehow manage to turn the whole world gray with one sentence?”
Still, just because she favored bright colors didn’t mean she always had to be a ray of fucking sunshine. “I’m an English teacher. Words are my weapons and I wield them with glee.”
Grace had always been drawn to romance books and movies where the two main characters realized that rivalry was the best foreplay leading to love.
it’s not a bad thing to not know what you want to do for the rest of your life. You’re only old when you’re dead.”
How else was she supposed to act when confronted with the one former friend whose absence she felt the hardest? How was she supposed to act when she had been so easily left behind?
She dealt with people she didn’t like all the time. She was southern. Being civil was practically built into her DNA.
No, she missed what could have been if she had a partner who fit her the way the two of them seemed to fit one another.
“We noticed you and Coach Grace always seem to smile when the other isn’t looking. And we just wondered if you two were together. Like, together together.”
“I realized a lot of things when looking at you, but none of them had to do with bowling.”
“If you wanted to be wined and dined, all you had to do was ask.” The conversation was moving into dangerous territory. No, it had moved well beyond that. It was moving into the type of territory that Ava only thought about when she knew she was alone with plenty of batteries.
