I loved how a book, a story, a set of words in a sentence organized in the exact right order, made you miss places you’ve never visited, and people you’ve never met.
“I tell them about a girl I fell in love with at the right place but the wrong time.” A knot lodged in my throat. “And what are you going to tell them now?” “That we finally got the timing right.”
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