Any Way the Wind Blows (Simon Snow, #3)

by Rainbow Rowell

Simon Snow is terrible at texting. To no one’s surprise.

Simon Snow is terrible at texting. To no one’s surprise.

I wait for him to text back, but Simon never feels obligated to keep a conversation going.

I get u simon

I wait for him to text back, but Simon never feels obligated to keep a conversation going.

“I want to talk to my father about Fiona.” “kk” “I’ll tell him you said hello.” “really?” “No, I was joking. He’s still p...

I get u simon

“I want to talk to my father about Fiona.” “kk” “I’ll tell him you said hello.” “really?” “No, I was joking. He’s still p...

“It wasn’t a good joke,” I send. “not your worst,” Simon sends back. I laugh, desperate for anything that passes for banter, then quickly type out, “You wouldn’t want to come along with me, would you?” Simon doesn’t text ba...

“It wasn’t a good joke,” I send. “not your worst,” Simon sends back. I laugh, desperate for anything that passes for banter, then quickly type out, “You wouldn’t want to come along with me, would you?” Simon doesn’t text ba...

🥲

“It wasn’t a good joke,” I send. “not your worst,” Simon sends back. I laugh, desperate for anything that passes for banter, then quickly type out, “You wouldn’t want to come along with me, would you?” Simon doesn’t text ba...

🥲

my father figured out—I’m not sure who told him, Fiona wouldn’t have—that Simon and I were being extremely homosexual together.

my father figured out—I’m not sure who told him, Fiona wouldn’t have—that Simon and I were being extremely homosexual together.

usually don’t mention him. My father and I are still firmly pretending that I’m going to make an honest...

usually don’t mention him. My father and I are still firmly pretending that I’m going to make an honest...

When I went home for my stepmother’s birthday, they’d invited some poor magickal girl from the next town over to sit next to me at dinner. She’d been a couple years ahead of me at Watford, and apparently hadn’t heard the news that S...

I wish he’d show up and snog me stupid right now … Un-bloody-likely. It’s only been twenty-four hours since Snow tried to talk me into dumping him so I ...

I wish he’d show up and snog me stupid right now … Un-bloody-likely. It’s only been twenty-four hours since Snow tried to talk me into dumping him so I ...

I pick her up. “Goodness, you’re all grown up. It’s like holding a baby rhinoceros.” “Basil,” she grins, “hide me.” Definitely Sophie.

I pick her up. “Goodness, you’re all grown up. It’s like holding a baby rhinoceros.” “Basil,” she grins, “hide me.” Definitely Sophie.

My father—or possibly his unhinged doppelgänger?—is pacing with him. He stops when he sees me. “Basilton?” “Father?”

My father—or possibly his unhinged doppelgänger?—is pacing with him. He stops when he sees me. “Basilton?” “Father?”

Malcolm Grimm has two looks: gentleman farmer and gentleman’s gentleman. This is decidedly neither. His white hair is sticking up, his shirt is untucked. He looks like he’s just been roughed up in an alley—no, I’ve seen my father get roughed u...

Malcolm Grimm has two looks: gentleman farmer and gentleman’s gentleman. This is decidedly neither. His white hair is sticking up, his shirt is untucked. He looks like he’s just been roughed up in an alley—no, I’ve seen my father get roughed u...

The baby—Swithin’s nearly 2, I should stop calling him “the baby”—is screaming in my ear. I pat his back, swaying. “What’s wrong, little puff? Bad night?” I check his nappy, then his forehead. “You’re allowed a bad night. Should we sing a song? Your sisters always liked my singing …

The baby—Swithin’s nearly 2, I should stop calling him “the baby”—is screaming in my ear. I pat his back, swaying. “What’s wrong, little puff? Bad night?” I check his nappy, then his forehead. “You’re allowed a bad night. Should we sing a song? Your sisters always liked my singing …

Basilton this is actually terribly unfair you can’t be this nice ugh

If he had asked me at the time, I would have told him that 46 was too bloody old to start a second family. The man was already past his prime when he had me! But Daphne was young and had baby fever, and he was in love.

If he had asked me at the time, I would have told him that 46 was too bloody old to start a second family. The man was already past his prime when he had me! But Daphne was young and had baby fever, and he was in love.

An absolute travesty

If he had asked me at the time, I would have told him that 46 was too bloody old to start a second family. The man was already past his prime when he had me! But Daphne wa...

An absolute travesty

I look up at my father to see if he heard me. He’s starting to cry.

Ay

I look up at my father to see if he heard me. He’s starting to cry.

Ay

“My point, Penelope, is that it’s not your problem to fix.” “Of course it is!” “Why?” “Be-because—” she sputters. “Because it’s a problem that—that exists.”

“My point, Penelope, is that it’s not your problem to fix.” “Of course it is!” “Why?” “Be-because—” she sputters. “Because it’s a problem that—that exists.”

I don’t deserve it. Nobody owes me. But I could use it—I could really use it right now. I’ve been trying to hang on to the World of Mages because I didn’t have anywhere else to go. Because I couldn’t find a way forward.

I don’t deserve it. Nobody owes me. But I could use it—I could really use it right now. I’ve been trying to hang on to the World of Mages because I didn’t have anywhere else to go. Because I couldn’t find a way forward.

That’s fine. I’m ready. I’m ready to let go—to be me again. The me I thought I was before the Mage ever showed up.

That’s fine. I’m ready. I’m ready to let go—to be me again. The me I thought I was before the Mage ever showed up.

“I’m staying another day, maybe two, I’m not sure. I still haven’t cornered my father. I don’t know how to corner my father. Anyway … I can’t leave yet.”

“I’m staying another day, maybe two, I’m not sure. I still haven’t cornered my father. I don’t know how to corner my father. Anyway … I can’t leave yet.”

“I’ll just pretend you’ve replied with a thumbs-up emoji.” “Good night, ...

“I’ll just pretend you’ve replied with a thumbs-up emoji.” “Good night, ...

Baz you’re everything Simon what is wrong with u

“Daphne has left my father. As far as I can tell. He hasn’t *told* me so—magic forbid my father tell me an...

“Daphne has left my father. As far as I can tell. He hasn’t *told* me so—magic forbid my father tell me an...

“Bunce says you’re awake and running a lot of errands. I leave the city for three days, and suddenly you have errands.” “Sorry.” “That was rude.”

“Bunce says you’re awake and running a lot of errands. I leave the city for three days, and suddenly you have errands.” “Sorry.” “That was rude.”

BAZ

“Bunce says you’re awake and running a lot of errands. I leave the city for three days, and suddenly you have err...

BAZ

think you’d like the twins. All they do is eat jam and butter sandwiches and throw things at each other. It takes me back to our first year at Watford.

think you’d like the twins. All they do is eat jam and butter sandwiches and throw things at each other. It takes me back to our first year at Watford.

I’m not raising my father’s ill-advised second family. (If I *were* raising them, we’d have a stern talk about screen time.) I’m half asleep, can you tell?

I’m not raising my father’s ill-advised second family. (If I *were* raising them, we’d have a stern talk about screen time.) I’m half asleep, can you tell?

You could come down, if you like. You don’t even have to text. Just show up on my door, caked with mud. Coat open. Snow in your hair. I...

You could come down, if you like. You don’t even have to text. Just show up on my door, caked with mud. Coat open. Snow in your hair. I...

Stop this is painful