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But it was different, somehow, to be reading it here, where the actual events had taken place all those hundreds of thousands of years ago. That was the thing about books, she was realizing; they could take you somewhere else entirely, it was true. But it wasn't the same thing as actually going there yourself.Jennifer E. Smith
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Maybe this was why Owen had been so desperate to travel, why she'd longed for it herself without ever really knowing why. It wasn't just that you got to be somewhere else entirely. It was that you got to be someone else entirely, too.Jennifer E. Smith
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They were just so different, and she kept wondering if he'd realize this was a mistake at some point; if, once she stopped being the novelty, the random American, he would recognize who she really was -- a nerdy bookworm, a happy loner -- and move on.Jennifer E. Smith
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...and it struck her as the truest form of kindness, the most basic sort of love: to be worried about the one who was worrying about you.Jennifer E. Smith
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Because even this --being so close to her --was no longer the same. That light he'd felt when he first saw her --he understood now that it was only a lightbulb. It was quick and easy, full of electricity, but there was something artificial about it. What he wanted was fire: heat and spark and flame.Jennifer E. Smith
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Just because you painted a house didn't mean the furniture inside was any different. It had to be the same with people.Jennifer E. Smith
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Here. There. Everywhere. Somewhere. Home.Jennifer E. Smith
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And the geography of the thing--the geography of them--was completely and hopelessly wrong.Jennifer E. Smith
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There was a lump in her throat as she watched him fidget with the buttons on his vest, and it struck her as the truest form of kindness, the most basic sort of love: to be worried about the one who was worrying about you.Jennifer E. Smith
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Happy Graduation, " he said." Now go get her.Jennifer E. Smith