When you put someone down all the time, eventually they stop listening to the sensible stuff.
JOJO MOYESWhen you put someone down all the time, eventually they stop listening to the sensible stuff.
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 MOYESPush yourself. Don’t settle. Wear those stripy legs with pride. And if you insist on settling down with some ridiculous bloke, make sure some of this is squirreled away somewhere.
JOJO MOYESI realized I was afraid of living without him. How is it you have the right to destroy my life, I wanted to demand of him, but I’m not allowed a say in yours? But I had promised.
JOJO MOYESI thought, briefly, that I would never feel as intensely connected to the world, to another human being, as I did at that moment.
JOJO MOYESI had practiced not saying anything the whole way from the airport, and it was still nearly killing me.
JOJO MOYESMost days now his loss is a part of her, an awkward weight she carries around, invisible to everyone else, subtly altering the way she moves through the day. But today, the Anniversary of the day he died, is a day when all bets are off.
JOJO MOYESThat evening she glowed. She gave off a vibration of energy that he suspected only he could detect.
JOJO MOYESAll I can say is that you make me… you make me into someone I couldn’t even imagine.
JOJO MOYESA man who has always loved you and, to his detriment, suspects he always will.
JOJO MOYESHe smelt of the sun, as if it had seeped deep into his skin, and I found myself inhaling silently, as if he were something delicious.
JOJO MOYESDo I do this to you?, he wondered, as he watched her eat. Or is this just the relief of being out from under the forbidden eye of that husband of yours?
JOJO MOYESThe only thing Jess really cared about were those two children and letting them know they were okay. Because even if the whole world was throwing rocks at you,
JOJO MOYESYou, Clark, have the choice not to let that happen.
JOJO MOYESJust hold on. Just for a minute.” “Are you all right ?” I found my gaze dropping towards his chair, afraid some part of him was pinched, or trapped, that I had got something wrong.
JOJO MOYES“Nobody listens any more. Everyone knows what they want to hear, but nobody actually listens.
JOJO MOYES