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328 pages, Kindle Edition
First published December 1, 2010
Patrick laughs and puts his arm around me, pulling me close in his old magnets-on-the-fridge way.
"The lipstick-stealing, school-skipping, off-in-the-woods-with-someone-I-barely-know kind of girl."
"When it‘s everyone-else-is-in-bed quiet like this."
"Only instead of getting the handsome, tough-but-emotionally-wounded police escort."
"As the all-news-all-the-time station drones on..."
"She engages her award-winning, smile-as-you-dial communication skills."
"The bed looks just-made."
"As a line of jingle-jangle silver bracelets slides."
"She lived for back-to-school time."
"Mom looks at me with big, sad, please-forgive-me eyes." (Isn't it better to just write, like "Mom looks at me with pleading eyes, silently willing me to forgive her."? No?)
"With an economy-size mayonnaise jar."
"His coffee cup inside its eighty-percent-post-consumer-recycled heat sleeve."
"We find a good fireworks-watching place"
"Unscathed by life‘s garden-variety heartaches."
"He flashed his up-to-no-good smile."
"Little-Ricky-now-Patrick nods."
"Run a hand through his sticking-out-everywhere summer hair"
"With his amber-honey eyes."
"Looking at me in his just-a-second-too-long way."
"He sings. Goose-bumps, holding-our-breath, lumps-in-our-throats, tears-in-our-eyes, all-we-need-is-love kind of sing." (Btw, she's serious.)
"We are now too close, no-air-left-in-the-room close."
"And I get all wood-elf-princess-warrior like the first time I was with him."
"All amber-goldEdward-Cullen-styleeyes and playful dimples."
"His sewed-on smile.
"Like a billion brilliant rain-stones plink-plink-plinkering to the floor." (WHAT THE FUCK?)
"The sun is shining white-hot."
"Full of the white-hot, double-dare summer intensity."
"The late-day sun."
"Holding the late-night Vermont air."
"She nods toward a honey-haired, C-cup Jezebel seated at a nearby table."
"Jezebel the stalker-slash-fan-club-president is back again"

