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It was a beautiful thing to watch your best friend be loved in the way you know she deserves.
Men who are that good-looking should not be allowed to be such assholes. It was false advertising.
“Hey, pornstache. Nice of you to join us.” “Fuck off, Theodora,” he said without even glancing my way.
One of the most annoying things about Teddy? She was familiar, even though I didn’t want her to be. Don’t think about it.
But then, when Emmy and Teddy graduated from college, Teddy wore this dark green dress that just…Never mind. The point is that I know Teddy is pretty. Beautiful, even. But beautiful like a lion or an elk or any other large and dangerous animal. Beautiful to look at, but you didn’t want to get too close because it’d rip your throat out or trample you or spear you to death with its giant horns.
“You are many things, August Ryder, and some of those things aren’t great, I’ll be honest,” I said. “But a bad father isn’t one of them.”
But as I was walking out, I heard Teddy say, “So when’s the last time you were arrested?” “Never?” Riley said. “Well, tomorrow you’re going to say yesterday,” Teddy said. “Lucky you’re mom’s a lawyer.” Jesus Christ, what had I done?
Riley always had something to say, and I hoped she never stopped using her voice.
I wondered whether I could taste the sun on her skin. Jesus, Gus. Do you think you’re a poet? Check yourself.
When I curled into his side, I felt his lips in my hair. “You can cry, Teddy,” he said. And so I cried. And cried. And August Ryder held me the whole time.
I wanted to listen to Teddy talk forever.
“Luke is my fiancé, my partner, my everything. But you’re my soulmate, Teddy Andersen, and I’m the luckiest girl in the world because of it.”
I watched my daughter collide with the woman I loved, and I watched the woman I loved catch her. I watched them laugh and smile at each other, and then I watched them clasp hands and start walking toward me—the luckiest man alive.
