The Twelve Days of Dash & Lily (Dash & Lily #2)

by Rachel Cohn

I didn’t understand how she could be so happy. But such was the love I had fallen into that I decided not to question it, and to live within it.

It’s always the ones who believe who are hurt the most when things go wrong.

Lily’s grip was not like her grandfather’s. Before, our hands used to pulse electric together. Now it was more like static. Pleasant, but light.

Dash still hasn’t said it back. I never said it to Dash again.

But, holy shit, I was pissed.

My snarly dash was pissed :(

“I’ll put this in my room,” Lily said. I understood from the way she said it that I was meant to follow. But there was no way I could leave my mom alone.

He's snarly but soooo considerate towards lily :(

I knew that if there was anyone in this room who could handle my jackass father, it was Mrs. Basil E. I wouldn’t need to say a word of explanation to her—from her perch on Lily’s sofa, she would have already taken in the situation with a knowledge approaching omniscience. I knew she didn’t suffer fools gladly, but she’d gladly make a fool suffer.

Why this is sooooo cute why dash seems like to know everyone else, but he didnt say he's the observer.

rapscallion’s

Mischievous

There’s an alone that calls out for rescue—but this appeared to be an alone that wanted to be left alone.

he’s broody but bookishly non-threatening,

Cute way to describe dash!

somebody has to like the people no one else likes or the world would just be hopeless.

Very lily :(

And the best way to extract holiday cheer, I’ve found, is to spend some time with the most curmudgeonly person you know, and their grump can’t help but force you into feeling good, because it gives you perspective and balance. Maybe that’s why I love—I mean, very much like—Dash so much.

I couldn’t wait to go home and find my phone, call Dash, and forget all the awkwardness lately. See him. Touch him. Sprinkle him in ginger and cinnamon and sugar, then smell him, and kiss him.

Why this is so cute with lily's saying!!!!!!!!

This has to be my fault.

Dashielle get worryyyy :(

There’s the satisfaction of breaking free, for a time. But that’s balanced heavily by the feeling of leaving your whole life behind, and to see it from a distance.

She was the person I wanted to share life with the most, and it was the moments of noticing that made me feel this most acutely.

noooooooooo cryiiiiingggggg

I think about whether I’m good enough for Lily. I try to be a bright spot. And sometimes with the two of us, it is bright. But a lot of the time, I’m just a spot. It all feels so big, and I’m just a spot.”

The people you know the most, the people you love the most—you’re also going to feel the parts of them you don’t know the most.

“I remind myself that I don’t need to know everything, that there will always be essential rooms within us that will be unknown. I loosen my idea of him, and he becomes recognizable again.”

Sometimes we don’t want to be found right away. If we step away, it’s because we need to be found on our own terms.”

Welcome back, I said. I missed you.

GUE SEDIH BGT YA ALLAHHHHHH DASHHHHHHH

Why did he have to be so handsome and caring, but not in love?

Kesel tp gemes wkwk

“In the name of all that’s good and Lily!”

GUA CRYYYYYYY MAMA I LOVE DASHHHHHH

“You’re not seeing what’s in front of you,”

Sedih :(

The truth doesn’t have to advertise itself. All the truth needs to be is true.”

And it hurts so much to love someone who doesn’t love you back, Mom!”

Sebenernya inilah masalahnya

“First of all, it’s not fair to expect Dash to be psychic about what you really want from him.

I love you, and it’s driving me crazy to see you so upset. I want to fix it, and I know I can’t. But what I want to do is rewrite the whole world so you can fix it.

the I-love-you part,

“Sir, I love Lily. Ma’am, I happen to love Lily. I love Lily—I love Lily—I LOVE LILY! I am a Santa-dressing lovelorn fool for Lily! If loving Lily is a crime, then proclaim me guilty as charged!

“I love Lily more than you people love Christmas! I love Lily more than Mr. Macy loves your consumer dollars! I love Lily so much it should be put in shop windows! My love for Lily is higher than the GNP of most industrialized nations! I love—

“I love your obscure books and moody music and even your terrible cookies. I love your kindness. I love you for loving Christmas, despite yourself. For me.”

A knowing of how much sweeter my life was for having you in it.

What did I care? I had Dash. My real worry was that my relationship with my boyfriend was actually a ruse for Dash to spend more time with his real true love, my octogenarian great-aunt.

WKWKWKWK

Even the hard years have some reason for celebration,

so I started to serenade her with my own off-key rendition, telling her we were born before the wind, also younger than the sun. Telling her that when that foghorn blows, I’d be coming home. Telling her I wanted to rock her gypsy soul.

The minute she left the apartment, I missed having her there. But as with all loves, I supposed, the consolation was in the fact that she’d be back.

“Go,” Dash said when I insisted I could tend to my dogs later, after he was stitched up and made better. “I’ll be relieved not to worry about you worrying about your dogs who need to be relieved.”

Perhatian bgt :(

“Aaargh,” Dash said, and pulled me to his chest. “Boris has been walked and Grunt has been fed,” he whispered in my ear. “And your client list taken care of for tonight.”

NANGIS

“Lily, you don’t need anyone to let you be sad. Be sad. Be happy. Be thrilled. Be despondent. But don’t lose sight of everyone else. Not when you’re happy, and not when you’re sad.”

Maybe you’re okay with that something being lost, Dash. Maybe you don’t care. But I care, Dash. I care a lot. Because I feel it a lot. And I don’t have any idea what to do about it.”

Inconsiderate lily :(

You can’t stop time. You can’t make everyone healthy or always in love. You can’t. But you and me—what we have—that’s one thing we do have control over.

“What’s the one thing we want when it comes to the people we love? Time. And what’s the scariest thing about how love goes? Time. The thing we want the most is the thing we fear the most, I guess. Time is going to run out. But in the meantime we have…everything.”

“Get over here, Lily Present,” said Dash.

GUA NANGIIIIIIIIIIIIS

Instead, Dash said, “Close the door, Lily.”

HUHUHUHUHU THIS ANSWER ALL LILY'S PROBLEM