“Life was mostly about remembering or waiting, Birdie thought. Remembering when things were better, waiting for things to get better again. There was never a now, never a time when you said, ‘This is it.’ You thought there would be that time — when you turned sixteen, when Cy finally kissed you, when school got out — but then you ended up waiting for something else.”
By Rae Meadows
Published 2016 by Henry Holt and Co.