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What I loved most about my parents’ house was that the lock on the front door hadn’t been turned in decades. They didn’t expect phone calls before we showed up. They were used to unannounced visitors and not once had they made me feel like I was interrupting.
This was our home, no matter how old we got.
“I stopped being your Tally the day you married my best friend.
This project was part of my penance. For Talia, I’d bear every ache and pain.
Guilt had been tormenting me for seven damn years and its claws were as sharp as ever.
“I hate you for choosing Vivienne.” Another punch. “I hate you for not loving me the way I loved you.” Then another punch. “I hate you for being so fucking hard to forget.” A tear dripped down my cheek as I threw the next punch. My eyes flooded and Foster was blurry but I just kept on swinging. “Ashamed of you? I would have done anything for you.”
GARNET FLATS “What is that?” I pointed to the words, meeting his gaze. “Why do you have that tattoo?”
Okay cheesy but I love it
“Why is it tattooed on your body?” “As a reminder.” “Of what?” He gave me a sad smile. “Of what I lost.” The tears came back. “Your dreams were my dreams, Tally. I lost them when I lost you.” He hooked a finger under my chin. “Did I lose you?”
Unless Talia would have me. Then I’d be hers until the end of my days.
A guy who was lucky to have twenty bucks in his pocket and knew he’d never be able to give you the world.” She pulled her knees into her chest. “I never needed the world.” “But I wanted to give it to you anyway.”
Foster had held me like I was his tether to the earth.
“I waited a long time for you, love. I’ll wait as long as you need. You are mine.” And he was here in Quincy to claim me.
