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519 pages, Hardcover
First published May 3, 2016
Clearly the downside of having a theoretical crush on someone you knew nothing about was the crashing realisation that you actually knew nothing about them.
"I looked up at him, and a thought passed through my brain before I could stop or analyze it. It’s you—of course it is. There you are."
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❝“And Clark stole my keys, so I might need to borrow your car.�
“He did?� my dad asked, starting to smile.
I frowned at him, and his expression grew more serious.
“I mean, of course he shouldn’t have done that to you. �
"Sometimes we get a little bit of a facade. We think we have people. Family, friends...but in the end, it's just you and the darkness. Everyone leaves eventually, my young friend. It's better, really, to learn it early. This way, you can save yourself some disappointment."
I nodded, like this was normal, to hear someone my age talking about their readers. "So what is it?"
"Oh," Clark said, and adjusted his glasses quickly. He tilted his head slightly to the side, like he was trying to figure something out. "You're not...I assume you haven't read them."
I shook my head. "I don't really read, you know, books." Clark's eyebrows flew up, and it was like he took a step back from me, even though I was pretty sure his feet didn't actually move. "I know how to read," I said, seeing the alarm in his expression. "I just don't love fiction. You know, novels."
"If you don't love fiction novels," Clark said, and even though I tried to fight it, I could feel a smile tugging at the corners of my mouth, "what do you read?" He shook his head, and it was like I could practically feel how baffled he was. "Wait, I'm sorry, but how do you not read books? Like--what do you do on planes?"
"So," he said, and I held my breath, feeling my heart pound in my chest. "Do you think you might want to, I don't know...try the dinner thing again?"
I felt myself smile, big and dorky and taking over my face. "Yes," I said without hesitating. There didn't seem to be any point in pretending I had plans or telling him I'd have to get back to him.