Just for the Summer (Part of Your World, #3)

by Abby Jimenez

Sometimes the best way to show love or be kind to someone is to meet them where they are.”

It’s funny how when you find someone you like as much as I liked her, the destination is suddenly wherever they are. Even if there’s someplace better, you wouldn’t go if they couldn’t come.

Not everything that comes out of crisis is bad. Sometimes your traumas are the reason you know how to help.

“All I ever think about is you.” My heart pounded.

Screaming Crying throwing up!!!!

My lack of permanence was my protection. I left people and places, so I didn’t have to play. If I didn’t play, I couldn’t lose.

I've Never felt so seen sheesh

I never fell for anyone. I never let anyone close enough to try.

So this book is about me???cool cool coolllllllll

I felt full of cracks all of a sudden. Deep, long, jagged cracks. And they’d always been there. I’d just learned to live with them so long I no longer noticed them. I’d hopped over them and built little bridges and taken other routes, but I never filled them. I never fixed them. I didn’t even know how. He

“You’re not asking too much,” he said. “You were just asking the wrong person. Ask me instead.”

I wasn’t fit to be in a relationship. I wasn’t fit to be a parent. I wasn’t even fit to be a friend. I was full of cracks.

“You are not what happened to you. You are what you do next.”

“You turn around, you face it, and you fix it,” she said. “Or you’ll be running from what Amber did to you until the day you die.”

I don’t know how to be a normal human being. I don’t know how to love without being terrified. I don’t know how to fight with you without my first impulse to be to pack up and leave and never see you again. I don’t know how to belong to a family who only belongs to me because I belong to you. I am not strong enough for it.

You can’t outrun yourself.

The best kind of love doesn’t happen on moonlit walks and romantic vacations. It happens in between the folds of everyday life.