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21 " This was the essence of Floss: not mother of the year, but mother once a year, working remotely, and wanting the same medal. "
― Megan Angelo , Followers
22 " She looked at him, marveling, as she often did, at his dark, shining eyes, at his jaw upholstered in skin too young for him, too smooth and vital-looking for someone wilting down to nothing. How she would miss the sight of his face when he was finally done disappearing. "
23 " How she would miss the sight of his face when he was finally done disappearing. "
24 " She wanted him not to hold her; he couldn't let go just yet. "
25 " The thought came out of nowhere and out of everything. It came from being used to finding out, again and again, that something she thought was real was not. "
26 " Of course it had been easy to long for him then, when maintaining their personas was their full-time job, when the right quip or band tee or book in common was enough to make them fall for each other. She saw now that she had built her life around a flawed hypothesis. "
27 " The light is right on their girl. "
28 " It’s only history to you because you live out here and aren’t poor. "
29 " The pages were full of Microsoft gibberish, lorem ipsum and so on. "
30 " Floss’s attitude toward Danny, Orla sensed, was one of patient disdain, "
31 " Search Orla Cadden,” she demanded. "
32 " She understood now, in a way that she hadn't in college, that waiting for him was just part of her life. That she would never really stop. When people bumped her on the street without seeming to see her at all, she brushed it off with the thought: Someone is waiting to brag that he knows about me. "
33 " She figured out, as she cleared the mess from her vision, why she didn't like the gown anymore. It wasn't just that she had seen the color wrong, that the yellow screamed more loudly now than it had when she chose it. It was that she didn't like yellow at all, she realized. She had always thought it was her favorite color, but that was a trick of the pills. It was just that, before she saw everything clearly, it was the brightest thing. "
34 " This was how it worked, Orla saw now: being a parent meant that, sometimes, you got to apologize without apologizing, and being a child meant that, sometimes, you got to not apologize at all "
35 " It came to Orla suddenly, the key that had eluded her all her life. There was only one trick to making a choice, and that was doing it fast "