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Sarah is my best friend in the entire world, and however much and for however long it kills me, I’ll never silently, secretly hold up signs to tell Jack O’Mara, without hope or agenda, that to me he is perfect, and that my wasted heart will always love him.
No because for real real I was not expecting it! Its borderline really bittersweet about Laurie's crush for him but also half like ahhh ok get over it meh... BUT I need to know how things play out now!
I withdraw to the kitchen, wishing I could climb into the freezer drawer too as I shoehorn the bottle in beneath the bag of frozen berries we use for smoothies when we feel like we might die from lack of nutrients.
Stop why is this actually such a Gabriella-coded paragraph.
Our quilt is handmade, carefully constructed from gossamer-thin layers of hushed conversations and snatched looks, stitched together with threads of wishes and dreams, until it’s this magnificent, wondrous, weightless thing that keeps us warm and protects us from harm as if it were made of steel.
330 other people highlighted and so did I! Such sweet imagery
her long red hair plaited round her head like she might nip out the back and milk her herd of goats at any moment.
What kind of description is this please hahahhaha
It’s just that I’m trying to establish her place in my head as Sarah’s friend rather than the girl I saw once and have thought of often since.
STOP IT STOP IT STOP ITTTTT
platonic new friend-in-law?
STOP EEEEEEEEEEEEEP
demure
DEMURE!!!
Our car crests the summit and jolts over the brow of the wheel, rocking as the breeze catches it, making me squeal and grab hold of the bar with both hands. Jack laughs easily and puts his arm round me, the side of his body a warm press against mine. ‘It’s okay, I’ve got you.’
IVE GOT YOUUUUUUU LAURIEEEE
‘Okay,’ she says, surprising me. I was sure she was going to dash off. ‘Good girl. There’s a place I know just round the corner.
G-good girl!??!
‘I like being with you too much too,’ she whispers, and a single, desolate tear slides down her cheek. ‘Don’t,’ I breathe, my voice rough even to my own ears. ‘Please don’t cry.’
Stop it because my hearr is literally falling apart right now
he kisses me.
IM SCREECHING IM SCREECHING OOOOIOOOOHHHH NOOOIWHSKEKKSJS
Bloody Jack, Sarah was practically in tears right here in our kitchen last week after he’d missed another of their dates because he had to work late.
Cracks in the foundation from the beginning. Sorry to say it but he was not comitted to Sarah from the exact moment he saw Laurie again. I feel so bad fod her for real real
She looks at me, shell-shocked; she obviously thought she had me wrapped round her heavily jewelled finger. And she sort of did, right up to the moment she mentioned ‘the man you’ve always dreamed of’.
Tea?!?!?
My precision-planned wedding has a Sarah-shaped hole in it, and I’m scared to death that the rest of my life will too.
Thats so sad for real
‘Now we can start the party,’ he says with a grin. ‘She’s been watching the door for you.’
Their friendship !!
Oh, Oscar, why didn’t you come?
Pffft any sense of commitment out of the window.. Poor Oscar :/ not good
He’s Jack O’Mara, and I’m Laurie James, and I close my eyes and remember us.
Im sorry Laurie but this is not it! Your poor husband
I close my eyes for a second, then decide not to answer that.
Okay.. Oscar being truthful whilst she says nothing important to him? So sus
