I put the copy of The Notebook back into the shelf as I move along the aisle, looking for something good. I want to read, I want to feel calm.
I walk between the shelf when my eyes fall on The Great Gatsby. I take it out and move my finger over the page.
-just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning all over again with the summer.
I hear Nate’s voice reading the book to me, in my head and I smile sorrowfully.
I loved Zach. And I can’t let this go on. I didn’t miss Nate. I just missed the moments we spent, ones I was happy in. So I’ll just have to make new moments. With Zach.
I hear footsteps behind me and it’s only when I know that person was coming to me, I turn. I turn to look into the bluest of eyes I had just been thinking of not mo
