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“Good things happen at the lake,” I finish. She nods once. “Good things happen at the lake.”
One Golden Summer.
Live, Laugh, Lake magnet
His eyes find mine, piercing as lasers, as if he can see deep inside. It’s unsettling. “I bet you’re not like anyone else, Alice Everly.”
Charlie steps into the boat with grace, pulls the T-shirt over his head, and tosses it to me. “Wear it to bed, Alice. Picture me in your dreams.”
“About that list of yours. Consider number three your birthday gift.”
Read a smutty book. Number three.
water, I take a deep breath, in and out. “I’m turning thirty-three tomorrow. You’d think I’d be a little braver.” “I think the older we get, the scarier shit becomes.”
“I flipped through it in the drugstore. Think of me when you get to page 179.”
We can do this.” “We?” I say, smiling. His eyes spark. They’re aurora borealis green. “You and me, Alice Everly.”
“But the thing about love languages,” Charlie says, “is it’s not just about how we express love, but how we receive love. You need someone to do something for you that makes you feel loved. Someone to help you.” I shake my head. “I hate asking for help.” “That’s because deep down, you want someone to see what you need before you have to ask.”
“No, it’s because when you speak, he listens. When you smile, he smiles. When you need something, he offers help. When you give him something, he thanks you. You’re peas and carrots—I think you’ve found yourself a lifelong friend.”
I see you together, and it reminds me of what it felt like to fall in love.”
“Just see where the sun takes you. And don’t forget: Good things happen at the lake.”
“That cackle,” he says. “It’s brutal. I love it.”
You’re a Pegasus-unicorn, Alice Everly. You’re one of a kind.”
“Knowing one’s own mind is one of the secrets to a good life.”
you should grab onto whatever makes you happy now and hold on for as long as you can. Life’s short.”
Me: If you’re not in the mood for trouble, I’ll just have to read page 179 again. My phone rings seconds later. “Why don’t you read it to me?”
You feel things deeply. You always have.” I wipe my cheek. “I hate that about me.” Her laugh is kind. “It’s one of your best qualities. In the long run, it will be more difficult to keep pushing your feelings aside than it will be to stare at yourself in the mirror and accept who you are and what you want.”
