It’s where we will get our boat to visit the edge of the world, of course!
They are silent. The edge of the world is nothing new to the girls. They have never visited, that’s true, but their mother’s favorite story to read them at bedtime was a story about the edge of the world, the beginning of space, where the universe and reality gently touched hands.
Why do you love it so much? They used to ask her. She would smile at them. Because that is my home, she would always reply. And you will always love your home and miss it that little bit, the bit that makes you breathe deeply and serenely, that bit that appreciates everything around you, that bit that feels empty when you are away.
Samuel never tells Anita that he’s deeply, passionately, painfully, horribly, wonderfully in love with her.
Just like how Les will never tell Liam he has loved him since the first day he saw him in junior high school.
Liam and Anita meet at a local college party and don’t fall in love at first; they are drunk and they giggle and whisper stories into each other’s ears all night as simple caresses grow into something more, and one thing leads to another and next thing they are dating, and then together, and then getting married.
Samuel sits in the pew and smiles up at the woman he loves but she doesn’t notice, of course, because she and Liam are so absorbed in each other.
Les stands in a row of groomsmen, hands clasped so tightly in front of him his fingers are growing white; he feels like he should look proud but instead he feels like he’s going to vomit.
“Lady, lady, never start
Conversation toward your heart;
Keep your pretty words serene;
Never murmur what you mean.
Show yourself, by word and look,
Swift and shallow as a brook.
Be as cool and quick to go
As a drop of April snow;
Be as delicate and gay
As a cherry flower in May.
Lady, lady, never speak
Of the tears that burn your cheek-
She will never win him, whose
Words had shown she feared to lose.
Be you wise and never sad,
You will get your lovely lad.
Never serious be, nor true,
And your wish will come to you-
And if that makes you happy, kid,
You’ll be the first it ever did.”—Dorothy Parker (via comprendspas)