Seth Shapiro @ 12 years old
My mother had always warned me that I would cause her to have a nervous breakdown. Of all her dramatic declarations (I'm sending you to a reform school!), her threat of a nervous breakdown felt the most true, and I always wondered how I would know if she was actually having one. Hearing her cries that night, I understood that it was finally happening.
"What is it mom?"
"Your father. I'm still in love with him."
"I know."
"He's such a bastard."
"I know."
"He drives me out of my mind."
"Me too," I admitted, and we both laughed a little.
These were the truest words we had ever spoken to each other. I put my arms around her, and we lay together, bound by the knowledge that we were both in love with a man who would never love us back.
Heartbreaking! My first finished-in-one-sitting book in 2012! If all books I pick turn out to be as gripping as this one, maybe I can finally achieve the '1 year, 100 books' goal huhu~
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