She asked me what type of contraceptive I use.
Underwear. Keeping it on prevents pregnancy.
I would rather die than ever see you suffering this way. I don't want you or any child I ever have or any woman I ever love to go through or feel what you're going through, but it's happened and I don't know what to do.
Melina MarchettaHow unladylike of you to mention such a thing.
Melina MarchettaStichwörter: words finnikin evanjalin unladylike-behavior
It's like you have a plan and someone comes along and makes you want to change it all, but you still like your first plan, no matter how fantastic the second one makes you feel.
Melina MarchettaStichwörter: romance will-trombal saving-francesca
But you're almost eighteen. You're old enough. Everyone else is doing it.
And next year someone is going to say to someone else 'but you're only sixteen, everyone else is doing it' Or one day someone will tell your daughter that she's only thirteen and everyone else is doing it. I don't want to do it because everyone else is doing it.
What is it? A prize or something?
No. It's not a prize and I'm not a prize. But it's mine. It belongs to me and I can only give it away once, and I want to be so sure when it happens. I don't want to say that the first time for me was bad or it didn't mean a thing.
he knew that a part of his life was complete and that whatever path he chose, he would experience the ache of unfulfilled dreams.
Melina MarchettaMaybe memories should be left the way they are.
Melina MarchettaStichwörter: memories melina-marchetta bhie on-the-jellicoe-road
Her voice whispering love soothes him. They'd never done that before. Weren't that type of family. Except now he doesn't know what kind of family they are. What word is it that can define them? What would they call his family in the textbooks? Broken? He comes from a broken home. The Mackees can't be put back together again. There are too many pieces of them missing.
Melina MarchettaBack in Georgie's attic, he yanks the phone out of the socket and begins scrolling down the names under dialed calls, praying to anyone who will listen. God. Baby Jesus. Saint Thomas the doubter. Saint Whoever, patron saint of losers. Praying, Please, please, don't let it be true.
The first name shatters him.
The second makes his head spin.
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