It Happened One Summer (Bellinger Sisters, #1)

by Tessa Bailey

“I can be in a room full of people that I know and still not feel like I belong.”

I can be in a room full of people that I know and still not feel like I belong.

If she’d been responding to comments on her post, she might have missed the woman putting fresh fish into the window of her shop, two seagulls fighting over a French fry, a toddler trundling out of a candy shop stuffing saltwater taffy into his mouth.

Maybe she should try to put her phone down more often. Or at least take in the real moments when she could.

“So the idea of women is comforting, but their actual presence would be a disaster.”