Darnay Road Quotes

“I wonder how long I’ll have to wait to kiss Easy again. I wonder if he’ll kiss me again tonight. Did he just say every day like he was done for this day, or did he imply there’d be more? He kissed my bracelet and he could have gotten in another one. I mean, I was ready. But I guess it’s like pie. One should be enough unless you’re a glutton.”
― Diane Munier, Darnay Road

“We’re just staring at each other. “You stay away from the boys?” I laugh. This is like boyfriend’s talk. Oh God. “I go to a co-ed school in case you didn’t notice.” He smiles. “I mean…you got a boyfriend?” “No,” I answer like he’s crazy. “What if I did? What would you do?” “Pay him no mind at all,” he says without even blinking. I don’t have an answer to that. “You had one…a boyfriend?” I don’t say right off. It’s not exactly his business unless I allow it…is it? “No.” “You want to…spend time with me?” “Like I’ll just ignore you now, living down the road with Disbro.” “You could,” he laughs, “but I’ll make it hard.” “What are you going to do, pop a wheelie in front of my house?” I think I’m doing pretty well with my answers but I don’t know where they are coming from. He laughs at that. “Take you down to the trestle,” he says and there’s something to it, and he’s got this look, and it’s sex. I know it because I’m in high school, but with him it is nothing like what I’ve known around boys saying stuff. This doesn’t make me mad at all, but I’m pretty sure I’m blushing. He is. It’s like another door just swung wide open and it’s a jungle in there.”
― Diane Munier, Darnay Road

“He stares at me. He swallows like he’s dry too, but not as dry as me. “Don’t be scared of me,” he says. “I ain’t.” He lets me go then. “I’m not good,” he says. “But I will be good to you.”
― Diane Munier, Darnay Road

“He’s out first and he pulls my door and I look up at him. He gives me his hand. I let him help me off my knees. He’s going to pull me toward the door, but I don’t move and he looks at me. “Hold Little Bit.” I know my head isn’t covered, and there’s not much I can do about it now. But he takes my dog and I go around him and through three sections of pews to the center aisle. I am walking slowly toward that big altar and a million memories. “Bless Easy Father, for he is a heathen and he doesn’t know better.”
― Diane Munier, Darnay Road