Status Updates From The Great Dane

"There was one saying I liked, but only because it acknowledged flat out your grief was never going to get smaller. You just build a new life around it that hopefully gets bigger."

I am already charmed and crying. I'm excited to get wrecked

Knowing Liko’s sole goal in life right now as putting as many minutes as possible between him and Kyle‘s death and hopefully, someday, enough minutes would have accumulated to make killing himself less of an option.

Ah, there’s my sentence. 🦋

Oh damn. Not Helen. :(

Their next kiss was different. Something between them had shifted. Settled down. Horses were being held and flavors savored. The kiss had a slow softness within an urgent rhythm, like tango or good jazz.

Finally got my laptop back after an unfortunate beverage spill. Ahem. Now, where was I? Oh yes, waiting for Liko and Dane to kiss already.

Oh Suanne 🫶

“I’ve tried to honestly ask myself if I’m falling in love, and the honest answer seems to be not yet. It’s not purely sexual. It’s not romantic. I seem to be falling into deep friendship. Or into soulmatery.

And I will go to war for your peace.

Liko went to the cemetery, but neither meditated on memories, nor had a heart-to-heart chat with the gravestone. He managed, "Hey, kid," then crouched on his heels and hung his cheekbones over his thumbs, fingers at his hairline. He didn't weep, didn't speak, didn't move. Barely thinking, he balanced, [...] and breathed through the fire in his throat and the break in his heart.
💔💔

It was the Great Dane and the peace of the Danelaw. It barreled into me and I forgot where and who I was. I was knocked down, but I only knew peace. I've known nothing to compare with it in all the pleasure that stirs my life.
And I will go to war for your peace.
It is not lost on Danelaw Strong that the very first love letter of his life is sent by a boy.
❤️🥺

I feel good, he thought, squeezing the steering wheel to help press the emotion into his memory.
You feel good. You're here. Right here, right now. Feeling good. Looking forward to something. Kicking an opportunity around. You can do this. You can have a life and mourn your son.
It's allowed.
❤️💔

I reeeeally want to meet Ethan.

Oh shit, it’s coming…

So many thoughts including but not limited to I wish the game was real because all of us in our home would love playing it! The descriptions of everywhere these characters go are so vivid, I can practically see them….

Starting over because my family kept interrupting whenever I tried reading before. Love the inscription from the author and the Prologue truly is intriguing

I have to force myself to stop reading and get some sleep so I’m not even at a chapter break lol

“This is one of the best depictions of grief I’ve ever seen. And I’ve seen too many.”

“My idea of a great date,” Meg said, “is getting high and watching Dr. Pimple Popper.”

Meg and I could be friends 😂

Ooh I think I know. So rich and twisty but still real people.

“And that’s how you’re going to handle shit for the immediate future. You ask yourself, Is this a thing? And if it’s a thing, is it next? If it’s not a thing or the next thing, then let it go.”

Love this 🩵🤎

“You’re looking yourself tonight,” Liko said.
“Clev-er,” Dane said.
“Do you go all brown or all blue on certain occasions?”
Dane nodded. “Usually when I’m unsure of who I’m going to meet. Or what I need from the occasion. But in my house, among my people, I can just…” He made a general circle around his face with his wooden spoon, smiled a shy smile, and ducked away.

Liko’s forehead touched Dane’s brow. “Don’t stop thinking about me.”
“I never did.”
“Think about me. I need it. I need to be remembered. It keeps me alive.” “We resolved to live.”
“We did.”
“I never forgot,” Dane said. “I never will. I have you in hand, Liko Greenman. I have you in hand. You’re in my hand and I’ll never forget…”

Wait… WHAT!?

“Liko-san,” Dane said, staring at the empty road. He didn’t bow, but his eyes closed and his chin dropped a bit. Whatever had brought Liko here, it deserved honor.