Reading progress update: I've read 21%.
This book is adorable. And fabulous cover.
When I got off the 7 train, I called Annie.
“We kissed.” I repeated it three times. I told her about the bakery, the typewriter, the ashes.
“Only you would have a romantic moment over the ashes of a dead dog,” she said. She didn’t sound sarcastic—she sounded impressed.
“It was perfect,” I said.
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