„REMINDERS OF HIM” de Colleen Hoover
Your car was my favorite place to be.
I don’t know if I ever told you that.
It was the only place we could get true solitude.
I’d get in your car and it was like feeling all the same welcoming comforts of home.”
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„That particular night, we had the beer you had taken from the party and some leftover edibles you had bought off a friend the week before.
We had the music turned up and we were making out in the water.
We got out of the water and we were lying naked on the dock under the moonlight, the world spinning above our heads.
„I want meatloaf”, you said.
I laughed at you, because it was such a random thing to say. „Meatloaf?”
You grinned and said, „Yeah. Doesn’t that sound good? Meatloaf and mashed potatoes.”
You sat up on the dock and handed me the dry shirt. „Let’s go to the dinner.”
You had more to drink than me, so you asked me to drive.
It wasn’t like us to drink and drive, but I think we felt invincible under that moonlight.
We were young and in love, and surely no one dies when they’re at their happiest.
We were also high, so our decisions were slightly more impaired that night, but whatever the reason, you asked me to drive.
And for whatever reason, I didn’t tell you I shouldn’t.”
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„We only flipped over because we hit a deep ditch, and since the top wasn’t even up, I thought surely it would be minimal damage.
„Scotty.”
I shook your arm when I said your name that time.
When you didn’t move, and I realised your arm was just dangling against the road that had somehow become our ceiling, my first thought was that you might have passed out.
But when I pulled my hand back to figure out a way to right myself up, it was covered in blood.
Blood that was supposed to be running through your veins.
I couldn’t grasp that.
I couldn’t fathom that a silly wreck on the side of a county road that landed us in a ditch could actually hurt us.
But that was your blood.”
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Kindle, 2022
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