![]() ![]() ![]() I jog after him, and once we’re inside, and the engine and the music are on, he says, “Before you get any ideas, that doesn’t mean I like you.”īack on the road, my mind is racing. Not now.” And then he jogs toward the car. I’ve only kissed a handful of boys in my life, and they were pretty much all the same. I wonder if kissing Finch would be that different from kissing Ryan. And then I think, I hope he does, and the thought alone sets off the electric currents and sends them shooting through me. He gives me a crooked grin, and then he stares at my mouth. I wait for him to erase this too, but he drops the chalk and brushes the dust off his hands, wiping them on his jeans. ![]() Before I can say anything, he laughs, rubs it out, and replaces it with: And kiss Violet Markey. He steps back, reading it over, and steps forward again. He leans forward and adds: Before I die I want to know a perfect day. Matter.įor a long time, I just stand there reading, and then I write: Stop being afraid. Know what it’s like to have a best friend. Be the person I’m meant to be and have that be enough. Come up with a song that will change the world. He starts writing: Play guitar like Jimmy Page. ![]() It’s a good way to figure out just why we’re here.” And I know by “here” he doesn’t mean this sidewalk. “After we fill these up, we can keep going on the front of the building and down the other side. He writes Before I die I want to and draws a line. Live.įinch bumps my arm and hands me a piece of blue chalk. ![]()
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