Page 73 of Love is a Lyric
“I didn’t mean for it to go so far.” She’d never admitted that even to herself. “At first, I thought it was just one song.” And then Quinn returned for more, making Piper feel like her sister truly needed her for the first time. “I didn’t know.” That it would rocketFateto fame, that it would tie Ben and Quinn together.
“Ben doesn’t know, does he?”
Piper shook her head. “I can’t tell him.”
“My son has stubbornly clung to this idea that he loved Quinn because her words spoke to him, because they fit the notes he wrote. And all this time, it wasn’t about Quinn, all these years.”
“But it’s not about me either. That’s the point. I am not my lyrics. I am not Ben’s fate, and I won’t let him attach himself to me just because he thinks otherwise.” She jumped from the bed.
“And what of you? Is he your fate?”
“That’s ridiculous, Julia. There’s no such thing.”
She stood. “You’re probably right. Let me tell you this, Piper. If my eldest son falls in love with you, it won’t have anything to do with music and everything to do with you. Don’t let the fear of not knowing his reasons keep you from creating reasons of your own.”
“Reasons for what?”
Julia pressed a kiss to the side of Piper’s head. “To love him.”
