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“No, I rewatch Friends for comfort like everyone else who isn’t ninety.
“I forgot to tell you I don’t love you.” He shrugged. “Given how nice I was tonight, I didn’t want you to get worried or anything.” I laughed. “Thanks for the reminder. I don’t love you either.”
it was a damn good thing I was moving away soon. Because I might not love him now, but I could.
It wasn’t until I was halfway up the stairs that I realized we hadn’t said our usual parting lines to each
other. I stopped and waited, expecting him to knock again so he could tell me he didn’t love me. But the house stayed silent.
“That’s how I want to be loved—big and crazy. Because that’s how I love.”
Forming a megaphone with my hands, I yelled at the top of my lungs. “I love you, Winnie MacAllister! I love you, and I’m sorry I didn’t say it before! I was stupid and scared. But nothing is right without you, and if I don’t try to get you back, I’ll regret it for the rest of my life.” Remembering Hallie’s advice for the ogre, I dropped to my knees on the grass. “Please give me another chance!”
