“She hates the fact that she won't know. It's feels like the last day of school, the final night at summer camp, like everything is coming to an abrupt and dizzying end.” — Jennifer E. Smith Copy Share Image
“He'd come back to her, it was true. He was the one to walk out of the woods and onto the beach, to cross… — Jennifer E. Smith Copy Share Image
“That's the thing about flying: You could talk to someone for hours and never even know his name, share your deepest secrets and then… — Jennifer E. Smith Copy Share Image
“Now Hadley presses her forehead against the window of the taxi and once again finds herself smiling at the thought of him. He's like a song she can't get out of her head. Hard as she tries, the melody of their meeting runs through her mind on an endless loop, each time as surprisingly sweet as the last, like a… — Jennifer E. Smith Copy Share
“He's looking at her like she's the answer to some sort of riddle.” — Jennifer E. Smith Copy Share Image
“Well," he begins, sitting up a bit taller, "I was being quite gallant, actually, and offered to help with her suitcase. And then we started talking and one thing led to another…" Hadley grins. "And he's been carrying my suitcase ever since." "it's what any true gentleman would do," Oliver says with exaggerated modesty. "Especially the really gallant ones." The… — Jennifer E. Smith Copy Share
“The only time it doesn't help to imagine the sky is when you're thirty thousand feet in the air with nowhere to go but… — Jennifer E. Smith Copy Share Image
“Emma knew that she'd always been on the wrong side of the line that separated her from her parents, from Patrick and Annie and… — Jennifer E. Smith Copy Share Image
“Hadley knows this isn’t some Disney movie. Her parents aren’t ever getting back together” — Jennifer E. Smith Copy Share Image
“If you were to draw a map of the two of them, of where they started out and where they would both end up,… — Jennifer E. Smith Copy Share Image
“She wishes that it were true, all of it. That it were more than just a story. That is was their story.” — Jennifer E. Smith Copy Share Image
“There's a formula for how long it takes to get over someone, that it's half as long as the time you've been together.” — Jennifer E. Smith Copy Share Image
“True," he says. "But I'm able to supplement it with my wealth of British intelligence and charm." "Right," Hadley says. "Charm. When do I get to see some of that?" He twists his mouth up at the corners. "Didn't some guy help carry your suitcase earlier?" "Oh yeah," she says, tapping a finger against her chin. "That guy. He was… — Jennifer E. Smith Copy Share
