More on this book
Community
Kindle Notes & Highlights
I’ve always been drawn to people who would burn the world down for me if given the chance, and I have a feeling Brody fits that characteristic to a tee.
“Let me guess: You play chess. Wait. No. You do the crossword puzzle in the morning. With a pen.” “Both are good for keeping your brain sharp.” “Which is important at your advanced age.” “Fucking brat.”
“Fuck it,” he says, losing the war with himself. A battle I’m glad to win. “I don’t give a shit anymore,” he adds, and his lips crash against mine.
As for being okay… I’m not okay, but I’m also not not okay. Does that make sense? I’m a work in progress.” “A work in progress is still something to be so proud of.”
People suck. Everyone wants to have an opinion, but not everyone with a platform deserves a microphone.
More outgoing than Coach, but so is a wall.”
People love to talk shit, but until they know the burden you’re carrying, they shouldn’t be allowed to have an opinion. You don’t need a reason to walk away. Your happiness is enough.”
“I’ve been coaching for over a decade. Sometimes I still can’t get it right.” “That’s reassuring.” “Life is bleak, then you die.”
“I think being around you is going to significantly raise my blood pressure.” “That’s just old age,” she quips,
Inhale confidence, exhale fear?’”
Deep breath.” He sucks in a long puff of air, and I mimic him. “That’s the confidence. And now we’re going to let go of the fear.”
“I know I said some things that night, but I don’t regret it happening. You’re not a mistake, Hannah.” “I know I’m not. I’m a goddamn prize,”
The Hannah Everett effect. Everything is always brighter when she’s around.
“I learned a long time ago that family isn’t something you’re born into. It’s the people you find along the way, and I’m really glad I found you all.”
And I hope after I retire, you’ll consider being godfather number two, Coach,” he says, and I freeze. “Signing Emmy to the team…” He trails off and bites his fist. A tear rolls down his cheek. “You gave me everything I’ve ever wanted in life. A partner. A family. A home. I’m not worthy of any of it, but I’m going to spend every second of every day doing my best to prove that I am.”
I wonder what it would be like to find someone like that. Someone you want to be around all of the time, who lights up when you walk into a room. Who you can’t live without, but I’m not sure it even exists.
How long have I felt like I’ve been searching for the sun, only for it to be right in front of me the whole time?
“And stop calling me god, sweetheart. You know my name. You screamed it last time, didn’t you?”
“What else do you want, baby? The moon? I’ll bring it out of the fucking sky for you.”
“What the fuck, Brody? You wear glasses? You can’t have all four things,” I say. “What are the four things?” he asks, pushing them up his nose. “Glasses. Backward hats. Gray sweatpants. Tattoos. It’s not fair.”

