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“You are so much more capable than you give yourself credit for.”
I’d never get tired of this. The beauty and grandeur of Maine. The ability to exist in the wilderness. No cars, no noise, no chaos. The peaceful soundtrack created by the crunching of our boots on the trail, the rushing of the water ahead, and the chirping of the birds. Though it was technically spring, a sunny forty-degree day like this was about as good as it got this time of year, so I relished every moment I could.
“I’m serious. The way we speak to ourselves matters. If you’re walking around thinking you deserved to be treated so badly or that you caused it in some way, then I’ll make it my mission to correct you. Because you’re dead fucking wrong.”
Let it out. You can’t carry all this shit around with you forever.”
“Lumberjack is not a vocation.” She giggled. “It’s a state of being.”
If I looked at her, I was worried I’d give in to the urge to pull over, drop to one knee, and propose just for the prospect of another kiss and to make her forget about Graham. What kind of name was that anyway? He was a pair of pleated khakis in human form.
I love you and respect your choices. Even if those choices are baffling and misguided.”
“I’m gonna get ordained and officiate your wedding.” The comment sounded less like a prediction and more like a threat.
He’d just agreed to be my fake boyfriend, like a knight in a backward baseball cap and a baby carrier.
the thought of facing my family without him by my side made me ill. So I’d figure out how to embrace the reality that I was a hot mess and play along.
He was lucky I was holding a sleeping baby and a creepy Olaf doll. Otherwise, I’d slap him.
“You may not be easy, but that doesn’t mean you’re not worth the work.”
Compared to her sisters, Vic looked like a Renaissance painting. All creamy skin and delicious curves. Long legs, curvy waist, and pouty smile.
“I’m barely getting by. I have no idea what I’m doing.” “No parent does, hun.” The corner of her mouth curled up. “That’s the secret. We’re all making it up as we go along. No one’s got all the answers.
We were all broken people. We got up every day and worked to fill in the cracks, but no matter how much we toiled, they got deeper.
Vic was wearing cutoff jean shorts that showed off her legs, and her plaid shirt was knotted at the waist. She looked like the Maine version of a pinup girl. Fuck. I couldn’t help but grab her as she passed and plant a kiss on her lips.
Falling in love with Noah hadn’t been easy or convenient. But it was inevitable.
