When he got to the porch, he opened the screen door and yelled to me over his shoulder, “Have a good day, Liz!

While some deliver subpar performances which decrease the value of the end result, others can turn things around and transform the projects into masterpieces. Bridget Jones’s Diary was playing on the boxy television on top of the dresser, and I’d watched a good portion of the movie before she even noticed me at the foot of her bed. When I got to English Lit, I walked to the back of the room and took a seat at the desk between Joss and Laney Morgan, sliding my headphones down to my neck.Wes had one of those naughty-boy faces, the kind of face where his dark eyes—surrounded by mile-long thick lashes because life wasn’t fair—spoke volumes, even when his mouth said nothing. Checking out ebooks from the library via the Libby app on a phone or tablet and then having them delivered to your Kindle is also fairly intuitive. The soft, worn-in feel of his shirt under my palms, the breadth of his shoulders, the golden skin of his neck, scant centimeters away from my face as I hugged him back.

And actually hitting the footnote is easier than on other e-readers, thanks to a much larger touch target. My favorite thing about music—when you played it loud enough through good headphones (and I had the best)—was that it softened the edges of the world.Sounds good,” Michael said with a nod, and I wondered what he’d look like in a cowboy hat and flannel shirt.