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356 pages, Paperback
First published May 26, 2013
She [Jo] began to whisper. “If you have someone to love, then love. If you have someone to forgive, then forgive. You think, when you’re seventeen, there’s time enough for that, but there’s not. There’s no time at all.”
I squeezed her hand, trying to think of how to respond. But she took the burden from me and kept whispering. “You want to know why God gave us people to love? Because that’s the only way we can understand how He feels about us. Desperate and jealous.”
I scooted closer to Jo’s bed and leaned down over her, touching my forehead to hers.
“That’s beautiful.”
“I loved a man once, but I didn’t love him enough. People make mistakes all the time. All the time, Meg, people screw up.”
Her throat seized up. She coughed and swallowed and tried to make it right again. Finally, she could whisper, just a breeze of sound. “When you’re here, though, dying in a hospital bed, none of that matters. Just love and forgiveness. Got that? And you must have gigantic courage, enough for a lifetime.”
“Got it,” I whispered, reaching for a tissue on her table to stop my tears.