A Million Junes

by Emily Henry

This is how grief works. It watches; it waits; it hollows you out, again and again.

How is it possible to be so angry with someone you miss so much?

“Marta Griggs didn’t believe me,” I told him. “Even though her family believes there used to be a magic garden and a snake slithered into it and spread evil. She says that’s why people kill one another and why they get sick too.”

We may just be moments, June, but to love a handful of people very well, that’s a good life.