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“JANUARY, JANUARY, WHEREFORE ART THOU, JANUARY? The message was ironic. The butterflies in my chest were not. I pushed the box onto the table and grabbed my notebook, scribbling in it. I held the note up. New phone who dis?”
― Emily Henry, Beach Read

“Is there anything better than iced coffee and a bookstore on a sunny day? I mean, aside from hot coffee and a bookstore on a rainy day.”
― Emily Henry, Book Lovers

“She wished she could kiss him. She hated that she couldn’t kiss him. The longing was an ache in her throat, a clenched yearning in her stomach, a desire that was somehow as sweet as it was painful. In that moment she thought fiercely that she would protect him from anything; she would battle villains, demons, monsters, to keep him safe. If she could, she would even battle his memories.”
― Margaret Rogerson, Mysteries of Thorn Manor