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425 pages, Kindle Edition
First published July 31, 2015

“If it’s the forever after kind of love, it’ll find you again."
Two names that didn't belong to us. Two shoes that did.
Intense and introspective, seventeen-year-old Hawthorne Macy knows all about being abandoned. She's felt the stark pain of being left behind by the people who are supposed to love her the most; her parents. Raised by her caring uncle on an old plantation, Hawthorne lives her life on the fringes of her small Southern town.
Until she meets his shoe.
Senior year, last period English class, and a pair of silent tennis shoes resting next to hers in the back of the room throws Hawthorne into a world she'd learned to stay outside of.
His name is Max Vincent, but in her mind, he’s Heathcliff. The handsome eighteen-year-old boy behind the shoes will pull Hawthorne into a passionate and unforgettable adventure of self-discovery during a time when love seems impossible.
Shoes can tell a lot about a person. The journey they take you on can tell a lot about how they'll hold up.
“Why do you believe I’m misunderstood?” he asked suddenly.
I glanced at out entwined hands. “Because you’ve let yourself become as much a mystery as I have, your silence lighting people’s curiosity. So many girls want you, and so many guys hate you because they want to be wanted the same way you are. They assume things. And then you come here…”
My words trailed off, but he jumped on them. “To the wild girl’s house,” he finished.
“I’m not wild,” I pointed out crossly.
“Your hair is,” he returned.
My lips twitched. “It’s a curse.”
“It’s sexy as hell.”
“If it’s the forever after kind of love, it’ll find you again. If it isn’t, don’t let a broken heart break you. Let it make you love harder. Love is a mistake worth making.”
People came and went, but only one presence truly stayed with me. Heathcliff. Mostly, he stood next to me, sometimes kneeling on the floor when I couldn’t stand… In many ways, I didn’t want anyone. I just wanted to hurt… But at some point, I did reach for him, and he embraced me, his arms tightening.
“You’re not alone,” he said against my hair.
It’s odd how life works, how when we tell our story, its told in large dramatic pieces. There are no small moments because there doesn’t seem enough time for the small moments. We don’t use our last breaths telling people about the food we ate or the clothes we wore, we talk about what it was like to love, to lose, to succeed. We talk about the highs and sometimes we talk about the lows. We don’t talk about the between moments.
I feel in love during the between.
"He's leaving."
She snorted. "Oh, I know. He needs to, but the world is a crazy place. It jades a person, and when he comes back, he's going to need to remember the boy he was to make him the man he needs to be.”
“You’ll always have a place at my table.”

Some love stories end. Others start your life over. His jumpstarted mine. For that, I will always be grateful.Hawthorne & Heathcliff’s shoes meet their senior year of high school. Hawthorne- aka Clare is a bit of an odd duck. I loved this about her. She wasn’t your typical high school girl. Hawthorne lives with her beloved Uncle after she was abandoned by her parents as a child. She is standoffish and besides her Uncle Gregor, she doesn’t get close to many people. Until she meets Max Vincent- aka Heathcliff to her.
“Do you know what I see when I see you?” My lips parted, but he didn’t give me a chance to reply. “Strength,” he said, “loneliness, and confidence. That sounds contradictory, I know, but you are a contradiction.”
Love could just be a moment, an amazing moment that could teach a person to breathe. It didn’t have to hold a person back.
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”He was the kind of guy that girls looked twice at but didn’t approach, because no matter how attractive he was, there wasn’t much you could do with a guy who didn’t talk.”But she calls him Heathcliff since he so resembles the tortured literary anti-hero from one of her favorite books. And as she comes to realize, there’s more to a person than meets the eye, or shoes.
”Sometimes love isn’t forever. Sometimes it’s just moments in your life that teach you. If it’s the forever after kind of love, it’ll find you again. If it isn’t, don’t let a broken heart break you. Let it make you love harder. Love is a mistake worth making.”That isn’t to say that there are some teens who don’t speak like this, but I have yet to encounter one who does.
”Life is downright scary, and if you survive it, no matter how easy you have it, then you’re brave. You don’t live life, you tackle it, jump on top of it, and pound the shit out of the earth all while it rains around you. Life happens when you exhale. Life just… happens.”Does that not sound like him? Can you not envision some old man sitting on his rocker on a balmy Southern evening waxing this poetic? You could plunk this dialogue into any Nicholas Sparks book or movie and it would be right at home.