After You (Me Before You, #2)

by Jojo Moyes

“All teenagers look miserable. It’s their default setting. It’s the cheerful ones you want to worry about—they’re probably hiding some massive eating disorder or stealing lipsticks from Boots.”

“When you have your own children, Louisa, you might eventually have some idea what I’m talking about.” Oh, that trump card of all parents. How could I possibly understand?

Too many people follow their own happiness without a thought for the damage they leave in their wake.

no journey out of grief was straightforward. There would be good days and bad days. Today was just a bad day, a kink in the road, to be traversed and survived.

‘You don’t have to let that one thing be the thing that defines you.’”

it was easier to feel confident if you were wearing men’s clothes, I had decided—and

“Well, that’s smashing. A paramedic! That’s almost as useful as a plumber.