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1 " Question." " Yes," Candace asked expectantly, eyes fixed on the dark street ahead." Have you ever had to chose sides between a friend and a boyfriend?" Candace nodded." Which side are you suppose to pick?" " The right one." " What if they're both right?" " They're not." " But they are," Melody insisted. " That's the problem." " No." Candace slowly rolled past a police cruiser. " They both think they're right. But who do you think is right? Which side represents the thing you think is worth fighting for?" Melody glanced out the window as though she was expecting the answer to be revealed on a neighbor's lawn. Every house except hers had the lights turned off. " I dunno." " You do," Candace insisted. " You just don't have the courage to be honest with yourself. Because then you'd have to do the thing you don't want to do, and you hate doing anything that's hard. Which is why you gave up singing and why you have no life and why you've always been a -" " Um okay! Can we get back to the part where you were sounding like Oprah?" " I'm just saying, Melly, what would you do if you weren't afraid? That's your answer. That's your side." She turned into the circular driveway and put the SUV in PARK. " And if you don't choose it, you're lying to yourself and everyone around you." She opened the door and grabbed her purse. " Oprah out!" The door slammed behind her. "
2 " She roared with laughter. Passersby gave her strange looks, but she didn’t care. If she’d been able to stretch her vision to see beyond the trees he disappeared behind, she would have stopped laughing. She would have seen the couple who’d been in the dark street near the restaurant the previous night, again breaking into laughter when he felt it was safe to abandon the Wally persona. Everywhere she saw that one man, she didn’t see the woman behind him, with him, beside him, urging him on, supporting him. If she had, she might have wondered then who the display was really for. "
― Cecelia Ahern , How to Fall in Love
