“Kissing him feels familiar but also new, a song they haven’t played on the radio in a really long time.” — Katie Cotugno Copy Share Image
“A future as lonely as the surface of the moon and still just the sight of him feels like a homecoming, like… — Katie Cotugno Copy Share Image
“I know it's only a matter of time before she gets to preschool and starts asking her teacher why today's snack is… — Katie Cotugno Copy Share Image
“The hideous thing is this: I want to forgive him. Even after everything, I do. A baby before my 17th birthday and… — Katie Cotugno Copy Share Image
“It occurs to me, not for the first time, that things change whether you're around to notice them or not.” — Katie Cotugno Copy Share Image
“I wanted to know everything there was to know about him, wanted to hear every single one of his stories and learn… — Katie Cotugno Copy Share Image
“Kissing him feels familiar but also new, a song they haven’t played on the radio in a really long time.” — Katie Cotugno Copy Share Image
“...as if there's some invisible string that kept us tethered the entire time he was away and that's tightening now...” — Katie Cotugno Copy Share Image
“Wait, I almost shouted, but didn't, and that would be my burden to bear.” — Katie Cotugno Copy Share Image
“A future as lonely as the surface of the moon and still just the sight of him feels like a homecoming, like a song… — Katie Cotugno Copy Share Image
“I know it's only a matter of time before she gets to preschool and starts asking her teacher why today's snack is so shitty.” — Katie Cotugno Copy Share Image
“I just didn't know how to do this, ...the clang and chatter... . And more than that, I didn't particularly want to learn.” — Katie Cotugno Copy Share Image
“There's no limit to the ways that we have managed to fail each other as best friends.” — Katie Cotugno Copy Share Image
“I'm so hugely tired of carrying all of this inside me, all my guilt and anger and loneliness.” — Katie Cotugno Copy Share Image
“...the feeling of standing on the edge of a canyon and screaming, waiting for an echo that refused to come.” — Katie Cotugno Copy Share Image
“...I hate myself for letting him know that I still think about him, that I carry him around inside my skin.” — Katie Cotugno Copy Share Image
