The Lucky List

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And I’m not the only one noticing. Literally everyone is looking at our table right now. So much for flying under the radar. It’s her eyes, though, that startle me the most. Long eyelashes giving way to a warm, almost liquid honey brown. Ten years ago they were hidden behind a pair of glasses bigger than the state of Texas. Now they’re on full display. I glance over to see he has somehow managed to get only a single number past the free space. “Oh my gosh,” I say, laughing. “How is that even possible★” I need to be willing to play the game. I need to be willing to put myself out there, and be vulnerable, and take chances, even though I might lose.”

Una noche encuentra una lista creada por su madre en su último año de preparatoria, una lista que ella también hará para encontrarse y sentir nuevamente a su madre... Pero no lo hará sola, sino que estará junto a Blake, una amiga de la infancia que se muda a su pueblo y que pondrá su mundo patas arriba. Thank you to Netgalley and the publishers for sending me an Arc in exchange for an honest review. All thoughts/opinions are my own. Emily perdió a su madre, desde entonces ella también dejó de vivir, la joven divertida y arriesgada desapareció para dejar a una persona aterrada, que siempre piensa de más las cosas.

Did we miss something on diversity?

I don’t know why I did. I’d walked past it hundreds and hundreds of times without a second thought while a thin layer of dust formed around the edges. But there was just something about the way it was sitting there tonight, on the same bookshelf where it had sat untouched for three years. The ‘Football Fan Fiesta’ basket, preferably,” he adds, giving me a big wink as Olivia’s mom, Donna Taylor, the head of the PTA and former prom queen (rumored to have literally bought the vote for both those elections) finally comes trotting onto the stage.

A couple more of those out of old Jim over there, and Donna’s gonna purse the lip filler right out of those babies,” my dad whispers to me, his dark brown eyes crinkling at the corners as he gives me one of his smirking grins. Matt doesn’t look over, though. His gaze stays fixed on the table in front of him, his dark eyebrows knit together in concentration as he shifts his body to face pointedly away from me. Which is somehow a million times worse than the glares. Fue mi primera vez leyendo a la autora, en esta que a su vez es su primera novela en solitario, y debo decir que me gustó mucho la originalidad de la historia y lo auténtica que se sienten sus protagonistas. I also liked all of the messages throughout this about losing your loved one, finding yourself, not hiding yourself, and it was refreshing to read about. I wince slightly as my eyes trace the familiar crease straight down the center of the card, landing finally on the red splotch in the upper right-hand corner, where I spilled fruit punch when I was six. I hate these moments the most. The moments when you think you are healed just enough, and then something as simple as a bingo card makes every fiber feel raw.A young man asks a young woman is she wants to “take it to the next level.” She doesn’t know how to tell him no so she doesn’t say anything. Thanks,” Blake says, smiling at me, the gap in her teeth the only constant between the girl sitting in front of me and the girl that convinced me setting off sparklers indoors would scare Santa just enough to get us both ponies.