Ilmi Moen

“Because they’re your family and you’re mine, and the fact you even have to ask is mind-blowing to me. Learning to communicate with your family is the bare minimum, Ind.” I guess it is, but I didn’t know the bar was on the floor until Ryan Shay walked into my life and quietly raised it to the fucking moon.”
― Liz Tomforde, The Right Move

“Tim turns to me, points, then signs the word protect again with his fingers creating the letter “R” at the same time. He points at me again.  “I’m Ryan?” I ask, using his sign for my name.”
― Liz Tomforde, The Right Move

“You don’t think I know that? I haven’t seen black and white since the second you walked into my apartment. Now it’s pink-painted toes, purple clothes, green plants, and those goddamn yellow curtains.” He shakes his head. “And so much fucking Blue. All I see is Blue.”
― Liz Tomforde, The Right Move

“My laugh puts a small smile on Ryan’s lips. “What’s so funny?”  “All this time I thought you didn’t believe in love.”  “I believe in love, but I’m a realist. You could love someone with your entire being, but it doesn’t guarantee they’ll love you in return. It’s a gamble, and I don’t like to make bets I might lose.”
― Liz Tomforde, The Right Move