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His mouth was always shaped like he’d just finished saying it.
His mouth was always shaped like he’d just finished saying it.
Toward something? Away from something? This was a secret even to himself.
Toward something? Away from something? This was a secret even to himself.
Declan grew more boring and Ronan grew more bored. Matthew tried not to let his feet take him someplace he didn’t understand.
Declan grew more boring and Ronan grew more bored. Matthew tried not to let his feet take him someplace he didn’t understand.
They all wanted more.
They all wanted more.
Ronan peeled the wrapper open and took an experimental bite before handing it back. It felt precisely like he’d fallen face-first into wet, dirty sand.
Ronan peeled the wrapper open and took an experimental bite before handing it back. It felt precisely like he’d fallen face-first into wet, dirty sand.
Adam Parrish was the destination of this road trip.
Adam Parrish was the destination of this road trip.
Ronan missed him like a lung.
Ronan missed him like a lung.
Just like Adam’s heart when his head was resting on his chest. Ronan wasn’t that different. Well, he could seem not that different. He could move to follow the guy he loved, like anyone else. He could live in a city, like anyone else. It could work.
Just like Adam’s heart when his head was resting on his chest. Ronan wasn’t that different. Well, he could seem not that different. He could move to follow the guy he loved, like anyone else. He could live in a city, like anyone else. It could work.
Does any part of you still look at the sky and hurt?
Does any part of you still look at the sky and hurt?
You are made of dreams and this world is not for you.
You are made of dreams and this world is not for you.
a young woman with eyes like a miracle and a smile like a nuclear accident.
a young woman with eyes like a miracle and a smile like a nuclear accident.
She thought about how she’d paint this neighborhood, where she’d place the focal point, what she would emphasize, what she would push back into obscurity. She thought of how she’d make it art.
She thought about how she’d paint this neighborhood, where she’d place the focal point, what she would emphasize, what she would push back into obscurity. She thought of how she’d make it art.
“Sometimes,” Feinman said, “you have to turn someone down because they’re too qualified. You don’t want to hold them back from who they’re meant to be.”
“Sometimes,” Feinman said, “you have to turn someone down because they’re too qualified. You don’t want to hold them back from who they’re meant to be.”
“You might not know it yet, but you’re meant for originals, Hennessy.”
“You might not know it yet, but you’re meant for originals, Hennessy.”
If only any part of that sentence had ever been true.
If only any part of that sentence had ever been true.
What a pair the two of them were. Gansey, searching desperately for meaning, Ronan, sure that he wouldn’t find any.
What a pair the two of them were. Gansey, searching desperately for meaning, Ronan, sure that he wouldn’t find any.
Ronan’s attention stuck on his hands. Lovely boyish hands with prominent knuckles, gaunt and long like his unfamiliar face.
Ronan’s attention stuck on his hands. Lovely boyish hands with prominent knuckles, gaunt and long like his unfamiliar face.
Ronan hadn’t known anything about who Adam was then and, if possible, he’d known even less about who he himself was, but as they drove away from the boy with the bicycle, this was how it had begun: Ronan leaning back against his seat and closing his eyes and sending up a simple, inexplicable, desperate prayer to God: Please.
Ronan hadn’t known anything about who Adam was then and, if possible, he’d known even less about who he himself was, but as they drove away from the boy with the bicycle, this was how it had begun: Ronan leaning back against his seat and closing his eyes and sending up a simple, inexplicable, desperate prayer to God: Please.
Oh my god
Funny how quickly a handful of weeks could render something unrecognizable.
Funny how quickly a handful of weeks could render something unrecognizable.
Ronan had spent weeks with two Adams: one certain he had earned his place at an Ivy and one certain the school would soon discover how worthless he truly was.
Ronan had spent weeks with two Adams: one certain he had earned his place at an Ivy and one certain the school would soon discover how worthless he truly was.
and tried not to think about how he and Adam were stepping onto differing paths.
and tried not to think about how he and Adam were stepping onto differing paths.
He tried not to think about all the shining, educated, straightforward faces in the brochures that Adam Parrish might fall in love with instead of him.
He tried not to think about all the shining, educated, straightforward faces in the brochures that Adam Parrish might fall in love with instead of him.
They knew who they were. Adam, a scholar. Ronan, a dreamer.
They knew who they were. Adam, a scholar. Ronan, a dreamer.
Ronan was well versed in comings and goings, in the tidal rhythm of a lover washing out to sea and returning under favorable winds.
Ronan was well versed in comings and goings, in the tidal rhythm of a lover washing out to sea and returning under favorable winds.
His gaunt face had not changed in the weeks since Ronan had last seen him—he was still that boy with the bicycle. His dusty hair was still as Ronan recalled, charmingly and unevenly cropped short as if by self-piloted scissors in a bathroom mirror. All the car grease and sweat and grit Ronan remembered was gone, though.
His gaunt face had not changed in the weeks since Ronan had last seen him—he was still that boy with the bicycle. His dusty hair was still as Ronan recalled, charmingly and unevenly cropped short as if by self-piloted scissors in a bathroom mirror. All the car grease and sweat and grit Ronan remembered was gone, though.
