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Before We Came
by Sloane St. James
DNF at legit chapter 3. It’s just written so poorly already I know I won’t enjoy. Makes no sense
Notes:
OK, but to be realistic, there is no photo where you could clearly see BOTH a birthmark on your thigh and the color of your eyes at the same time
OK, can the author write that this chapter is in the past? I literally thought there was another little girl name to birdy, but then Lonan randomly says I’m 8?
I’m sure this will be foreshadowed: “You can’t live here, where would you go to the bathroom?” I grunt as I jump up and throw the rope over the beam.
“I’ll have my husband build a bathroom, right”—she crosses the floor and spins around, pointing at an imaginary spot she deems acceptable—“here.”
Also young birdy foreshadow: “I don’t know who he is . . . but when I meet him someday, he’s going to be the most perfect man in the whole wide world,” she says with her arms out wide. “He’s going to say nice things to me and build lots of cool stuff for the fort, like a bathroom, a skylight so we can watch the stars, and a garden outside so we can grow vegetables. But only the good vegetables, not the gross ones.”
“I can build things. I built a birdhouse with your dad, remember? It’s just like that, only bigger.”
“Yeah, you’re right.” She grins. “Okay. You can be my husband.”
“Just like that? Cool.”
Childhood love: “Yeah, Bridg. I like-like you.” She looks at me with those gray eyes of hers, and I’m a goner.
“Me too. I mean, I like-like you too.”
They were each others first kiss
I’m confused so was that all a dream or him dreaming a memory?
Notes:
OK, but to be realistic, there is no photo where you could clearly see BOTH a birthmark on your thigh and the color of your eyes at the same time
OK, can the author write that this chapter is in the past? I literally thought there was another little girl name to birdy, but then Lonan randomly says I’m 8?
I’m sure this will be foreshadowed: “You can’t live here, where would you go to the bathroom?” I grunt as I jump up and throw the rope over the beam.
“I’ll have my husband build a bathroom, right”—she crosses the floor and spins around, pointing at an imaginary spot she deems acceptable—“here.”
Also young birdy foreshadow: “I don’t know who he is . . . but when I meet him someday, he’s going to be the most perfect man in the whole wide world,” she says with her arms out wide. “He’s going to say nice things to me and build lots of cool stuff for the fort, like a bathroom, a skylight so we can watch the stars, and a garden outside so we can grow vegetables. But only the good vegetables, not the gross ones.”
“I can build things. I built a birdhouse with your dad, remember? It’s just like that, only bigger.”
“Yeah, you’re right.” She grins. “Okay. You can be my husband.”
“Just like that? Cool.”
Childhood love: “Yeah, Bridg. I like-like you.” She looks at me with those gray eyes of hers, and I’m a goner.
“Me too. I mean, I like-like you too.”
They were each others first kiss
I’m confused so was that all a dream or him dreaming a memory?