“Alex sets his book down. “I tell you what. You can have my summer breaks. I’ll keep those wide open for you, and we’ll go anywhere you want, that we can afford.” “Really?” I say, dubious. “Promise.” He holds out his hand, and we shake on it, then sit there grinning for a few seconds feeling like we’ve signed some life-alteringly significant contract.”

“Alex sets his book down. “I tell you what. You can have my summer breaks. I’ll keep those wide open for you, and we’ll go anywhere you want, that we can afford.” “Really?” I say, dubious. “Promise.” He holds out his hand, and we shake on it, then sit there grinning for a few seconds feeling like we’ve signed some life-alteringly significant contract.”

— Emily Henry