There are normal hours, and then there are invalid hours, where time stalls and slips, where life—real life—seems to exist at one remove.
JOJO MOYESThere are normal hours, and then there are invalid hours, where time stalls and slips, where life—real life—seems to exist at one remove.
JOJO MOYESYou know, you spend your whole life feeling like you don’t quite fit in anywhere.
JOJO MOYESIf all we are allowed is hours, minutes, I want to be able to etch each of them on to my memory with exquisite clarity so that I can recall them at moments like this, when my very soul feels blackened.
JOJO MOYESAnd it was suddenly very simple: There was no choice.
JOJO MOYESI kissed him, trying to bring him back. I kissed him and let my lips rest against his so that our breath mingled and the tears from my eyes became salt on his skin, and I told myself that, somewhere, tiny particles of him would become tiny particles of me, ingested, swallowed, alive, perpetual.
JOJO MOYESI frowned at the list. “So… I’ll go back and tell the Traynors that I’m going to get their suicidal quadriplegic son drunk, spend their money on strippers and lap dancers, and then trundle him off to the Disability Olympics-
JOJO MOYESYou, Clark, have the choice not to let that happen.
JOJO MOYESShe went kind of pink and laughed, the kind of laugh you do when you know yo shouldn’t be laughing.
JOJO MOYESDo you know how hard it is to say nothing? When every atom of you strains to do the opposite?
JOJO MOYESI thought the world had actually ended. I thought nothing good could ever happen again.
JOJO MOYESThis life that will take place almost entirely within a five mile radius and contain nobody who will ever surprise you or push you or show you things that will leave your head spinning and unable to sleep at night.
JOJO MOYESI will never, ever regret the things I’ve done. Because most days, all you have are places in your memory that you can go to.
JOJO MOYESBut just as nature abhors a vacuum — so does the human heart.
JOJO MOYESAnd I don’t want to look at you every day, to see you naked,to watch you wandering around the annexe in your crazy dresses and not…not be able to do what I want with you.
JOJO MOYESI held him close and said nothing, all the while telling him silently that he was loved. Oh, but he was loved.
JOJO MOYESI just tried to be, tried to absorb the man I loved through osmosis, tried to imprint what I had left of him on myself. I did not speak.
JOJO MOYES