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emotional
hopeful
lighthearted
mysterious
sad
tense
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
A mix
Strong character development:
Complicated
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
Complicated
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
"Tate" he says. He's facing his door, and he doesn't turn around to finish his sentence. "Sometimes a man's spirit just ain't strong enough to withstand the ghost from his past." He opens the apartment door and walks inside. "Maybe that boy just lost his spirit somewhere along the way" He closes his door and leaves me attempt to decipher even more confusion.
— page 227
Moment when he leaves.
Because he always leave.
— page 243
"I don't want to swim anymore," He says, sliding his lips from the base of my throat all the way up to my mouth again. "Well, then, what do you want to do?" I whisper weekly. "You" he says without hesitation "In my shower. From behind" I swallow a huge lump of air and feel it all the way to the pit of my stomach. "Wow. That's very specific."
"And also in my bed" he whispersed. "With you on top, still soaking wet from the shower." I inhale sharply, and we can both hear the tremble of my breath I exhale
"Okay," I tried to say,but his mouth is on mine before the word is even all the way out.
— page 257
"Listen,Tate," I tell her. "I want your mess. I want your clothes in my bedroom floor. I want your toothbrush in my bathroom. I want your shoes in my closet. I want your mediocre leftovers in my fridge." She laughs at that. "Oh, and I almost forgot," I say, pulling the other box for my pocket. I hold it up between us and open it, revealing the ring. "I also want you in my future.Forever."
— page 316
— page 227
Moment when he leaves.
Because he always leave.
— page 243
"I don't want to swim anymore," He says, sliding his lips from the base of my throat all the way up to my mouth again. "Well, then, what do you want to do?" I whisper weekly. "You" he says without hesitation "In my shower. From behind" I swallow a huge lump of air and feel it all the way to the pit of my stomach. "Wow. That's very specific."
"And also in my bed" he whispersed. "With you on top, still soaking wet from the shower." I inhale sharply, and we can both hear the tremble of my breath I exhale
"Okay," I tried to say,but his mouth is on mine before the word is even all the way out.
— page 257
"Listen,Tate," I tell her. "I want your mess. I want your clothes in my bedroom floor. I want your toothbrush in my bathroom. I want your shoes in my closet. I want your mediocre leftovers in my fridge." She laughs at that. "Oh, and I almost forgot," I say, pulling the other box for my pocket. I hold it up between us and open it, revealing the ring. "I also want you in my future.Forever."
— page 316
Content Warnings
Graphic: Child death, Death, Incest, Sexual content, Grief, Car accident, Pregnancy
Moderate: Cursing
Minor: Cancer, Panic attacks/disorders, Death of parent
!SPOILER!
I fucking screamed when i found out that Rachel had a child AND NAMED HER CLAIR!!!
!END OF SPOILER!
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