Status Updates From The Great Dane

Liko went to the cemetery, but neither meditated on memories, nor had a heart-to-heart chat with the gravestone. He managed, "Hey, kid," then crouched on his heels and hung his cheekbones over his thumbs, fingers at his hairline. He didn't weep, didn't speak, didn't move. Barely thinking, he balanced, [...] and breathed through the fire in his throat and the break in his heart.
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It was the Great Dane and the peace of the Danelaw. It barreled into me and I forgot where and who I was. I was knocked down, but I only knew peace. I've known nothing to compare with it in all the pleasure that stirs my life.
And I will go to war for your peace.
It is not lost on Danelaw Strong that the very first love letter of his life is sent by a boy.
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I feel good, he thought, squeezing the steering wheel to help press the emotion into his memory.
You feel good. You're here. Right here, right now. Feeling good. Looking forward to something. Kicking an opportunity around. You can do this. You can have a life and mourn your son.
It's allowed.
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I reeeeally want to meet Ethan.

Oh shit, it’s coming…

So many thoughts including but not limited to I wish the game was real because all of us in our home would love playing it! The descriptions of everywhere these characters go are so vivid, I can practically see them….

Starting over because my family kept interrupting whenever I tried reading before. Love the inscription from the author and the Prologue truly is intriguing

I have to force myself to stop reading and get some sleep so I’m not even at a chapter break lol

“This is one of the best depictions of grief I’ve ever seen. And I’ve seen too many.”

“My idea of a great date,” Meg said, “is getting high and watching Dr. Pimple Popper.”

Meg and I could be friends 😂

Ooh I think I know. So rich and twisty but still real people.

“And that’s how you’re going to handle shit for the immediate future. You ask yourself, Is this a thing? And if it’s a thing, is it next? If it’s not a thing or the next thing, then let it go.”

Love this 🩵🤎

“You’re looking yourself tonight,” Liko said.
“Clev-er,” Dane said.
“Do you go all brown or all blue on certain occasions?”
Dane nodded. “Usually when I’m unsure of who I’m going to meet. Or what I need from the occasion. But in my house, among my people, I can just…” He made a general circle around his face with his wooden spoon, smiled a shy smile, and ducked away.

Liko’s forehead touched Dane’s brow. “Don’t stop thinking about me.”
“I never did.”
“Think about me. I need it. I need to be remembered. It keeps me alive.” “We resolved to live.”
“We did.”
“I never forgot,” Dane said. “I never will. I have you in hand, Liko Greenman. I have you in hand. You’re in my hand and I’ll never forget…”

Wait… WHAT!?

“Liko-san,” Dane said, staring at the empty road. He didn’t bow, but his eyes closed and his chin dropped a bit. Whatever had brought Liko here, it deserved honor.

His soul was a city under siege, and the flower beds and vegetable garden were unnecessary mouths.

Well. Let’s do this.

I have forgotten how much this woman's words feed my soul!!

Definitely one of the best books I read this year!

Suanne, how dare you to make me cry so much?
Death comes into your house and takes a giant cosmic dump in your soul. No crack team of post-mortem cleaners can remove a turd of this magnitude.

”You don’t have to identify today,” Jensen said. “Or in a week. Or a year or decade. You can take all the time you need to explore all this information.”

Just like Liko I’ve been wondering about Dane, I mean look at that cover. But after that scene with Oscar, I think I’ve figured it out. I think… and d*mn if my inkling is right… oh, Dane….

I cannot tell you how excited I am to cuddle up into Suanne's beautiful words!!

I can’t read any more. It’s too perfect, and I can’t see through my tears.