“You found my shoes!” He whispers the three-worded secret. “You found my shoes for me.” Another murmured declaration of devotion. Tears prick my eyes. “… you found my shoes for me.” He says he loves me. Again and again.
THIS is good writing, so you ARE capable of it, why can’t she write like this the whole time? This made me feel something. (Though she didn’t need to spell it out for us and tell us that he said he loves her at the end. We understood that so It kinda ruined it, but I’ll let it slide.)
