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“To new beginnings. May the best day of your past be the worst day of your future.”
Mom always worked hard, sometimes holding down three jobs to make ends meet. Despite that, I never felt like I went without anything. There was always food on the table, clothes on my back, and a whole lot of love. We never had a lot of money, but I didn’t feel deprived.
Fuck, shit piss, I eloquently rant within my mind. Sometimes those are the only words that do the job.
I’m already in love with the man, so what do I have to lose? Apart from hope, self-respect, and dignity, that is. I’ll leave it to fate.
This is why I don’t speak during sex. Impending orgasms make a girl say stupid shit.
I’ve never hated my body, but I’ve also never felt particularly beautiful or sexy,
Sunflowers, right? They were always her favorite. I remember you filling the whole house with them for her fiftieth birthday. She looked so happy when she walked through the door—like a little girl. Then the year after, when it was your turn, she filled the place with your favorite, yellow roses.”
“Maybe this isn’t the right time to make such a big decision. Us moving in together is huge. Maybe it’s a little … too fast?” He tips my chin up so I’m looking right at him. There’s so much love in those deep brown eyes that I melt. “Mi rosa, I have been waiting thirty-seven years for you. If anything, it’s too damn slow.”