Jo Lane had in fact lived there for five years until she moved on. “Where did she go?” I asked innocently, not getting it. “I’m so sorry to be the one telling you this, but Jo passed last winter,” the young nurse said. “She died,” she added, probably because of my dazed look.
Cat Patrick....LondonLane: I’m sure I don’t remember everything. I remember the future the way you remember the past. You remember the really good and bad and forget some of the middle, right?
LJH6678: Sure.
LondonLane: Same with me. Why?
LJH6678: Do you remember us having sex?...
LJH6678: Well? LondonLane: Truth? LJH6678: YES! LondonLane: Yes.....
Luke learned that he’s going to die young today and all he wants to ask me about is sex?
Carefree, peaceful... those words reminds me of you." Matt says without hesitation, surprising me with his frankness.
Cat PatrickNothing fixes a thing so intently in the memory as the wish to forget it
Cat PatrickAnger is manageable; sadness is heartbreaking.
Cat PatrickOlvidar es un lujo, nadie vendrá a llevarse las cosas que quisiera no haber visto, las cosas que quisiera no haber conocido. Tendré que vivir con ellas.
Cat Patricknothing fixes a thing so intently in the memory as the wish to forget it.
Cat PatrickMots clés novel-fogrotten
for me, reading is remembering. the simplicity of knowing what's coming isn't so simple after all.
Cat PatrickMots clés novel-forgotten
He hacked the FBI mainframe as a teenager and once sent an email from a former president's account, just because he could.
Cat PatrickI've been stung by bees before, but it's never been this bad. It's like having PMS bloat throughout my whole body instead of just my midsection.
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