you can always find something you want.
I look along the endless line, squinting in the sunshine. I’m twenty-nine years old. I can go anywhere. Do anything. Be anyone I like. “There’s no rush,” I say at last, and reach up to kiss him again.
They talk about “body language,
I stare at him in indignation. This changes what? I was his guardian angel till three minutes ago. You can’t just switch guardian angels because you feel like it.
I’ve taken over the guest room wardrobe too- plus, I’ve arranged all my shoes on the bookshelves on the landing. (I put the books in boxes. No one ever read them. anyway.)
If you want to get ahead, you have to create your own chances. You have to carve out your own opportunities.
This is what happens. You tell your friends your most personal secrets, and they use them against you.
Youth is still where you left it, and that’s where it should stay. Anything that was worth taking on life’s journey, you’ll already have taken with you.
We both gaze down at my swollen tummy for a while. I still can’t quite get my head round the fact that there’s a baby inside my body. Which has got to come out… somehow.
OK, let’s not go there. There’s still time for them to invent something.