Is it possible not to ever know your type-not to even know you have a type-until quite suddenly you do?
People who meet in airports are seventy-two percent more likely to fall for each other than people who meet anywhere else.
Who would have guessed that four minutes could change everything?
People talk about books being an escape, but here on the tube, this one feels more like a lifeline...The motion of the train makes her head rattle, but her eyes lock on the words the way a figure skater might choose a focal point as she spins, and just like that, she's grounded again.
Somehow he'd become the one constant in this whole uneven chapter in her life, & the idea that could change was unsettling.
It had always been the two of them through everything -every adventure and every expedition- and now there was this awful distance between them, and she tried not to think about all the stories they were missing out on, all the litle moments and bigger milestones that had happened over the past few weeks without the other knowing