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225 pages, Kindle Edition
First published February 25, 2016

“Twelve years ago, a line was drawn in the sand. And that line can't ever be erased.”
“North was my childhood. My first love. But he's nothing to me now. We're nothing.”
"No matter what, no matter how crazy he makes me, no matter how much I mighty try and hide the truth, I've never been more attracted to another human being, male or female, the way I'm drawn to him."
“Will is my home; he always has been. It just took me a fucking long time to see it. “


Twelve years on and I'm still his dirty little secret

Once, North tore my whole world apart. I promised myself I'd never fall again. Turns out I lied.

North was my childhood. My first love. But he's nothing to me now. We're nothing.

Will is my home; he always has been. It just took me a fucking long time to see it.

"I’m not effeminate. I’m not walking around town spewing phrases like, “That outfit is faaabulous, darling” or “Gay is the way,” and I’m not marching in any fucking parades."
"She was crushed, and I didn’t like seeing beautiful things destroyed."

"“Jesus … you’re an arsehole.” I pant.
“Nah, I’m not an arsehole, but I am in your arsehole.”

North was my childhood. My first love. But he's nothing to me now. We're nothing.
It can't ever go back to the way it was, because we're no longer the same people. North did that. In an instant, he ripped away everything.
A second.
A few little words.
And one fucking huge slash through the middle of my heart.
Once, North tore my whole world apart. I promised myself I'd never fall again. Turns out I lied.
Twelve years ago, a line was drawn in the sand. And that line can't ever be erased.
I hate that every day his silence reminds me of what I gave up when I came out. I hate that it's been twelve long years, and I haven't stopped missing him, not even for a single second.
In twelve fucking years, not a single thing has changed - not the way he makes me feel, not the way the town ridicules and demoralizes anyone who might be different, and not the fact that I'm still just as much a coward now as I was back then.
I want it. God, do I want it. It will fuck up everything we have. It will destroy us. He'll resent me for having done it, and I'll fall even more in love with him. But I want it all the same.
North is heartbreak. North is a headfuck. North had been my whole world. He was no good for me then, and he's still no good for me. I know that, and yet I've never wanted anything more.
He's so terrified that he can't see how much pretending has fucked him in the head, because when he looks at me he doesn't see a man who loves him - he sees a man who has the potential to destroy the facade he so carefully built. Instead of a future, he sees his ruin.
"You know, on paper I feel like I have my shit together. I've ticked all the right boxes - all but one."
"Whose boxes are you ticking? Your own?"
"No."
"Then why do they matter? Make you happy, North."
"You can't be who you are without apologizing to the world for it, and I can't be who I am without apologizing to you."

"No matter what, no matter how crazy he makes me, no matter how much I mighty try and hide the truth, I've never been more attracted to another human being, male or female, the way I'm drawn to him."



"Once, North tore my whole world apart. I promised myself I'd never fall again. Turns out I lied.
"....because we're not friends. Not anymore. And though I maybe be the only person in the entire world he can talk to, instead he swallows it all back like the licqor in his glass, and I grow tired of trying to find North in all that he won't say."
"You can't control what people think of you, North. You don't get a say in what makes them tick, in what they're okay with and what they aren't. That's beyond even your capabilities. The thing you do have a say in is whether you're ok with you."
"The fear, a blackness that roils constantly in my belly, threatens to overcome me and all I want to do is sink to my knees and sob. Instead, I fall into Will, and I find it's a pretty soft place to land."
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"Holy shit," he says, when he recovers. "Where the fuck did you learn to do that?" .......... "Will?" North says. "What?" I groan, mimicking his sleepy annoyance to a tee. "I'm gonna need to borrow that magazine..."
"I don't get to say shit about who he sleeps with because I'm not man enough to front up and claim him as my own."
I dream of a life where things are very different between us, and him wrapping his arms around me as we slept doesn't have to be dirty or secret or shameful---it's just love, comfort and companionship, and it's beautiful.




“North is heartbreak. North is a headfuck. North had been my whole world. He was no good for me then, and he’s still no good for me. I know that, and yet I’ve never wanted anything more.”
“They’re just words, North. They have no weight unless you give them meaning. People can only make you feel small if you let them.”
Finding North was the first book written by Carmen Jenner that I've read and I really liked it.
The author delivered a very good story,hot and emotional,that keeps the reader's attention throughout the book.
I was so shocked (in a good way) to see that the story takes place in Australia because I'm too used to read US books but I'm really curious about new countries.
I've loved Will since the beginning,he is so proud and he doesn't let the homophobic citizens of his little village to put him down making his life a nightmare. North,on the other hand,grew on me page after page as he gradually understands he is not a bad person due to his sexual liking and he starts to fight for what or better for who he loves.
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