“But she wasn’t sure she wanted the responsibility of loving anyone right now. The truth was, she was afraid that when she fell hard for a boy, she’d lose herself along the way. She’d seen it happen to lots of girls. They’d go from drinking gin, driving fast card and boldly shimmering in speakeasys, to these passive creatures, who couldn’t make a move without asking their beaus if it would be okay. Evie had no intention of fading behind any man.”
