“It’s definitely worth something,” I said. “A lot. We still don’t know each other, right? And I’ll admit – I thought it might be best if we kept it all to the page, passed that notebook back and forth until we were ninety. But clearly that wasn’t meant to be. And who am I to blow against the wind?”

“It’s definitely worth something,” I said. “A lot. We still don’t know each other, right? And I’ll admit – I thought it might be best if we kept it all to the page, passed that notebook back and forth until we were ninety. But clearly that wasn’t meant to be. And who am I to blow against the wind?”

— Rachel Cohn