It's Not Summer Without You (Summer, #2)

by Jenny Han

looked back at me. “Okay, sure.” He sat next to me on the couch and drank from the Simpsons mug. It had always been his favorite. “This tastes—” “Amazing?” “Dusty.”

But I didn’t regret it. I never regretted it, not for one second. How do you regret one of the best nights of your entire life? You don’t. You remember every word, every look. Even when it hurts, you still remember.

wanted to memorize it all in case I didn’t get to come back again. You never know the last time you’ll see a place. A person.