In today's six, Liz is thinking back to the first time Quinn asked her for a kiss. She was so surprised, she automatically said no. It was the first time anyone had asked, rather than just ... kissed. These are her thoughts:
But that night when I said no to the first kiss, even then I’d
known he wouldn’t run away. Our connection was so complete it never entered my
mind that he would turn away later. I knew, inside my heart and inside my head,
that he was the one for me. In fact, after the second date, the kissless
date, he called and we talked on the phone through the night. Around dawn,
I hung up after the requisite “you first, no you.” It’s amazing how we talked
about everything and everyone we’d ever known, and yet we skirted all the
important issues until they came around later on down the road and crushed my
soul into fine dust which blew away across the desert like ash poured from a
crematory urn.
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