“Home run! My boyfriend had hit a home run! I jumped around, pointing at the number on my jersey, hugging Bird, hugging Tiffany, watching Jason slapping his coach’s hand as he rounded third. I watched him cross home plate, wearing… — Rachel Hawthorne Copy Share
“For the briefest of seconds, it was like he looked back into the stands, like maybe he spotted me, shaking my rattle, giving him all the encouragement I could. I could have sworn I saw a corner of his mouth… — Rachel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
“A dog wash?” Bird repeated the next morning. I’d called her to let her know I needed to talk. She was making her Scoopin’ Poopin’ runs and had invited me to ride along with her. I shrugged. “Could be interesting, in a guys-in-wet-T-shirts kind of way.” ‘Hmm. Hadn’t thought of that. Still, it’s going to be a lot of work,… — Rachel Hawthorne Copy Share
“You never talk to the pitcher when…” He shook his head. “You just never talk to the pitcher when--” “I just wanted to congratulate him on a good game--” “It’s not over ’til it’s over,” Chase said. “You jinxed me,” Jason said, crouching down in the corner, pressing his palms against his forehead, like he’d been struck with a migraine… — Rachel Hawthorne Copy Share
“Hey, ya'll,can we go?" Leah asked. "The cute guys are gonna be taken by the time we get there." "No,they won't be," Sam said,"Because… — Rachel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
“I haven’t had cotton candy in forever,” he said. “I’d forgotten how…sugary it is.” “It’s pure sugar.” “I wonder who invented it.” “I think… — Rachel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
“Deception may give us what we want for the present, but it will always take it away in the end.” — Rachel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
“You’ve got Mac. When we went to get drinks at the concert, all he talked about was how cool you were. And Jason? The… — Rachel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
“Dani, I saw your roster that night at Ben and Jerry’s, when it fell out of your bag. I unfolded it, shouldn’t have, but I did. I saw the hottie scores--” “No. I mean, yes, I gave you a six, but I did it because I wanted to give you a ten.” He shook his head. “That makes no sense.”… — Rachel Hawthorne Copy Share
“ Crack! I covered my head, ducked down. Bird didn’t laugh. She likened me to a survivor of some traumatic event who is always spooked by certain noises. She just touched my shoulder and said, “It went the other way.” I straightened up. “But it was a foul ball.” “Yeah.” I hated that I kept flinching. I wondered how long… — Rachel Hawthorne Copy Share
“I'm trying to figure out how much I need to deposit into the Kate-have-a-good-time fund," he said. "It's pretty empty.You might have to make a substanial deposit." I couldn't believe how breathless I sounded,like I'd been running beside a snowmobile instead of riding on it. His grin grew."I'm still strapped for cash." "You're torturing me,you know thst? Did you take… — Rachel Hawthorne Copy Share
“I wasn’t usually one to toot my own horn, which could also explain the no-boyfriend-status of my life. If bright plumage was the key,… — Rachel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
“I need to figure out what it was I did that made me hit the home run.” “You connected the bat to the ball.” “No, it was more than that. Something I did before the game, maybe--” “No, no, no,” I said, lifting myself up onto my toes so I could look directly into his eyes. “There was no thing… — Rachel Hawthorne Copy Share
“I found him in the kitchen, at the table in the bay window, already eating his cereal. “I was going to fix you breakfast,”… — Rachel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
