by Sarah Addison Allen
Josey
Cirrini is twenty-seven years old and still living at home with a very overbearing mother. She loves winter, she's a sorry excuse for a southern belle, and she hides sweets in a hidden compartment in her closet. Then one day she finds her closet inhabited by local waitress Della Lee Baker. Josey's not sure why, although she assumes some kind of
domestic dispute. Della won't leave willingly and when Josey tries to force her out, Della threatens to tell Josey's mom about the stock piled sweets. Soon an "odd" relationship has developed between the two.
This was a really good book. I really enjoy this author. My favorite part was the books that magically appear to give advice or support by their titles to sandwich shop girl, Chloe Finley. That's a magical gift I'd appreciate!
Quotes I Liked:
"She wanted to run into his arms. He'd hug her and they would kiss and the water in the coffeemaker would start to boil and
everything would go back to the way it was. Everything would fit in the too tight way it did before, but that was all right. Wasn't that better than her life falling off of her altogether? But she stopped herself. That wouldn't make it right. You didn't forgive because it was the only choice you thought you had. That didn't make it forgiveness, that made it desperation. She'd always been too desperate about Jake. Always."
"Della Lee, you're living in my closet, you're blackmailing me over candy, and you are currently wearing sixteen articles of clothing. It's amazing to me that you think I have problems. You need to form a plan for yourself."
"You're pointing things out in my life like I don't know what's wrong. I know what's wrong, so stop assuming that I want to change. I'm fine the way things are."
"You're dying with the way things are. You're going to l
ose yourself in this. It's going to happen if you don't change. I know. I lost myself trying to find happiness in things that didn't love me back."
"I hate to break this to you, but I don't think you're the best person to be giving advice on relationships. I'm not listening to you anymore. "
"Oh, but I am the best person. You have to understand the wrong way to have a
relationship to be able to do it right. I'm a
bona fide expert in the wrong way."
"She stopped pacing. The familiar heaviness settling back into her body, weighing down her limbs. It wasn't working. The tea wasn't going to tell her what to do."
"She'd always known he didn't love her. But it was easier to bear when he didn't know she loved him. That way they were even. Now he knew he had all the power. It wasn't fair. She wasn't going to pine for him like a silly girl with a heart as soft as summer fruit."
"He had never understood how anyone could withhold approval. If someone did something good, what was the harm in acknowledging it? Especially when they were fast enough with their comments when you screwed up. He'd done far more things right than wrong. But you're never going to see it that way are you?"
"She felt something on an elemental level. She felt genuine, profound unhappiness, like it was her own. It felt so familiar that belief that nothing was ever going to change so why try anymore.