“I’m applying anyways,” he says. “To NYU. I need to know if I can get in.”
“You will,” I say.
It’s late, way past curfew, but we stay put until the rain quiets into a soft pitter-patter.
Nash turns the car back on. “Thank you. I don’t talk about Nick enough. But it felt okay, talking about him with you.”
“Grief is weird,” I say. “I get it.”
“I know,” Nash says.
Nash drives us home slow and silent.
November 21
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Welcome to #ReadWithKels! This month, we’re rereading FIREFLIES & YOU by @AlannaLaForest because FILM
ANTICIPATION!!!
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If you’re reading along, introduce yourself! Name, favorite genre & link your blog if you have one! #ReadWithKels
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“Summertime is for Mama’s blueberry pies and fireflies” GIVE ME A MORE ICONIC FIRST LINE, I DARE YOU.
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JONAH. Grateful every day that I now can picture him as Elijah Rhodes. A++ casting, imo #ReadWithKels
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Where is the Daisy to my Annalee? #friendshipgoals
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“Sometimes, I wonder what’s beyond the bayou. Sometimes, I believe that one day I’ll find out.” #ReadWithKels
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