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It’s okay to keep special things around, no matter how humble the items.”
I wanted to know his dreams. The things he wanted. My own dreams might hurt to touch, but his, I wanted to know. And he was wrong. Wanting things was damn dangerous. I knew better. And still, as we stood there, holding hands, I wanted.
The world needed more Gideon. And maybe I did too.
“You’re cute if you think I can’t be bossy and bottom at the same time.”
He was somehow too much and exactly right at the same time,
Somehow, I knew this wouldn’t be the last time I waited up for Gideon. He deserved someone watching out for him, someone to leave a light on, and if he’d let it be me, well, I liked that.
“You did the right thing, but that doesn’t make it any less hard or sucky for you.”
I neither wanted nor needed his pity, but his understanding and his strength were unexpected gifts.
I started the same lie I told everyone, but then I remembered Gideon and our pact to be honest about when things sucked. Maybe there wasn’t virtue in pretending.
