In the Weeds (Lovelight, #2)

by B.K. Borison

She says I fix other people’s problems to avoid my own and she’s probably right about that.

“It’s okay if it takes you some time to find it again. And it’s okay if you find it just to lose a bit of it here and there. That’s the beauty of it, yeah? It comes and goes. Not every day is a happy one and it shouldn’t be. It’s in the trying, I think.”

Evelyn is like a spring storm. She appears without warning, makes everything around her bloom, and then leaves with the wind.

I didn’t realize falling in love could be so simple. Bacon in a takeout container and earplugs in the bottom of a handbag. I make a decision sitting in the front seat of my truck, my thumb across her knuckles. I don’t know what we’re doing, how long it’ll last, when she’ll leave again. But I’ll take all her pieces while I have her. I’ll take whatever she can give me, for as long as she can.

“If you think love means having to sacrifice bits of yourself to make someone else happy,” he explains. “If you’re afraid to ask after what you want. Maybe I did something wrong.”

“Sometimes love is greedy, kiddo.” My dad sets his mouth in a firm line. “Sometimes it’s a little bit selfish, too. You think it’s never crossed my mind that your mom deserves something better than the life we carved out for ourselves here? It has. A million times. A million and one. But I’m holding onto her with both hands. I’m trusting her to make her own choices. To choose me.”