What if you could spend one last day with someone you lost?
GOODREADS: ‘One day Carver Briggs had it all—three best friends, a supportive family, and a reputation as a talented writer at his high school, Nashville Academy for the Arts.
The next day he lost it all when he sent a simple text to his friend Mars, right before Mars, Eli, and Blake were killed in a car crash.
Now Carver can’t stop blaming himself for the accident, and he’s not the only one. Eli’s twin sister is trying to freeze him out of school with her death-ray stare. And Mars’s father, a powerful judge, is pressuring the district attorney to open a criminal investigation into Carver’s actions.
Luckily, Carver has some unexpected allies: Eli’s girlfriend, the only person to stand by him at school; Dr. Mendez, his new therapist; and Blake’s grandmother, who asks Carver to spend a Goodbye Day with her to share their memories and say a proper goodbye to his friend.’
- Death steals everything except our stories
- Funny how people move through this world leaving little pieces of their story with the people they meet, for them to carry. Makes you wonder what’d happen if all those people put their puzzle pieces together.
- Sometimes pain makes us do bizarre things.
- – I like the relationship of Blake and the grandma. How he spent saturday morning with her fishing although they are bad at fishing, just so they can bond together.
- What do you think it takes to keep you out of heaven?
- I think the only person who knows someone completely is that person. And even then, not always.
- We go about our lives doing everything we can to keep from looking silly.
- No one knows how anybody lives through anything. People just do.
- I wish I’d held on to every moment with him the way a drowning person holds a life preserver.
- What if there’s a god who’s so much bigger and more powerful than anything that he build universes like ships in bottles, and no matter how far you look or reach, you can’t see or tough outside the bottle?
- For the most part, you don’t hold the people you love in your heart because they rescued you from drowning or pulled you from a burning house. Mostly you hold them in your heart because they save you, in a million quiet and perfect ways from being alone.
- Nobility has a funny way of disappearing when accountability raises its ugly head.
- Have you ever done something similar to this with your own parents? where you tell them who you are?