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A review by trinitymconrad
Do I Know You? by Emily Wibberley, Austin Siegemund-Broka
4.75
“i listen carefully, searching her words for ways of understanding the eliza who is my wife. instead, i start to feel like i’m studying astrophysics by memorizing the constellations.”
“i want to give it everything. like unpacking until one in the morning. like getting engaged because you just know you can't imagine life without the woman sitting on the couch in your new living room.”
“i search her expression, wishing, wondering. if i hope hard enough, i can halfway convince myself she's starting to build bridges over the ocean.”
“he isn't laughing, but when he smiles, somehow i know it's him. the real him. i smile back, a stolen, shared moment. like performers meeting backstage in the theater of our own lives.”
“i find myself hanging on to every word of Eliza's description of why the paella is at the very top of her list. it’s funny how infatuation turns every conversation into one you want to remember for the rest of your life, no matter how insignificant the details.”
“concert violinists have bowed their instruments with grace outdone by the way graham's fingers touch me.”
“in my head, i keep seeing the way her face lit up the more i asked what she loved about her job. it was—magical. like spinning thread from the fabric of our lives into gold. i should have asked her those questions every day just to see her react the way she did, the gleam in her eyes.”
“i want to give it everything. like unpacking until one in the morning. like getting engaged because you just know you can't imagine life without the woman sitting on the couch in your new living room.”
“i search her expression, wishing, wondering. if i hope hard enough, i can halfway convince myself she's starting to build bridges over the ocean.”
“he isn't laughing, but when he smiles, somehow i know it's him. the real him. i smile back, a stolen, shared moment. like performers meeting backstage in the theater of our own lives.”
“i find myself hanging on to every word of Eliza's description of why the paella is at the very top of her list. it’s funny how infatuation turns every conversation into one you want to remember for the rest of your life, no matter how insignificant the details.”
“concert violinists have bowed their instruments with grace outdone by the way graham's fingers touch me.”
“in my head, i keep seeing the way her face lit up the more i asked what she loved about her job. it was—magical. like spinning thread from the fabric of our lives into gold. i should have asked her those questions every day just to see her react the way she did, the gleam in her eyes.”