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I got to be honest, I don't remember much detail from Every summer after but stop talking about the recipe box and show it to me, where's the cooking scenes? I need the sugar, butter, flour 🎶 or in this moment the vinegar and cucumbers.

“I’m turning thirty-three tomorrow. You’d think I’d be a little braver.” “I think the older we get, the scarier shit becomes.” It’s kind of profound. [...] “Is it really so bad?” “Nah.” He sounds light, but there’s a trace of something like sorrow in his eyes. “Every year we get is precious.”

I can't believe how long is taking me to read this one. I'm mad about it and not at the same time.

“I know how they form, when warm water meets low pressure. I’ve lived through dozens at this point. No, it’s everything else you can’t predict. One change in the weather—a shift in the wind. The swell of the tide…” That’s what scares me, I admitted [...] The things I can’t see coming. “You act like changes are bad,” [...] “Change can be good—even if it doesn’t feel that way at the time.”

all I heard [...] was failure, over and over again, as if by not being perfect the first time, it would never be perfect at all. It wasn’t that he was afraid, but used to it, resigned to it even. His thoughts kept spinning about the what-ifs of never being good enough, never getting it right.

Is it just me or Penelope gives massive Alice Cullen energy?

“Why?”

“Is it so hard to believe someone wants to spend time with you?”

What about me made me less permanent? Why did i fade to gray when everyone was bright?

It was as if spring had come overnight. Warm sweet air. [...] I dropped my gaze [...] and that's when I saw it. The first dandelion of the year. [...] and I knew how we were going to survive [...] the dandelion that reminded me that I was not doomed.

Perfect sync:
I get to their first dance together and Can I Have This Dance starts playing on the background . 👏🏻

The shelf-control required to not drop everything and start reading it the minute it came out.... Should count as a superpower.

I was so ready to enjoy this book but the way it's narrated doesn't let me connect to the story. In a way I feel that It should be read like the narrator of Pushing Daisies, but without the charm.