By Jennifer Weiner
One of the best-loved novels of 2015 is now to be had in paperback!
"A story of affection opposed to the odds." —People
Rachel Blum and Andy Landis are only eight-years-old after they meet one evening in an ER ready room. Born with a congenial middle illness, Rachel is a veteran of hospitals, and she's intrigued through the boy who indicates up on my own with a damaged arm. He tells her his identify. She tells him a narrative. After Andy's taken again to a physician and Rachel's despatched again to her mattress, they believe they are going to by no means see one another again.
Yet, over the subsequent 3 many years, Andy and Rachel will meet back and again—linked unintentionally, historical past, and the reminiscence of the 1st time they met, an evening that modified either one of their lives.
A sweeping, warmhearted, and intimate story, Who Do you like is a unprecedented novel in regards to the passage of time, the best way humans switch and alter one another, and the way the degree of a lifestyles is who you're keen on.
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What’s happening? ” Marissa demanded. Bethie pulled out a publication from one of many plastic Piggly Wiggly luggage within which she’d packed her stuff. “He kissed me,” I stated. “Oh my God! ultimately! ” I grabbed her fingers, and we bounced at the mattress, squealing, slightly noticing whilst Bethie, sporting a tiny tube of Crest, a toothbrush, and a threadbare white towel, went waddling out of the room, then got here waddling again, along with her damp hair staining the again of her nightshirt. We talked—“tell me everything,” Marissa saved asserting, and that i used to be satisfied to oblige—while Bethie learn a library replica of A Wrinkle in Time, which I remembered fondly from 6th grade, mendacity on her facet beneath the skimpy brown blanket that she’d introduced from domestic. Her night finery used to be a large baseball-style blouse with a shiny unicorn cavorting around the rolls of her stomach and chest, and a couple of pale-blue sweatpants so tight that it gave the impression of they’d been spray-painted on her thighs. i presumed that i'd by no means go to sleep, specifically simply because Bethie insisted on leaving her table gentle on. I didn’t care. i wished to stick conscious all evening, remembering every little thing approximately Andy—his hot hand on my waist, his lengthy legs in his denims, what he’d stated, what I’d stated, the low rumble of his voice, the way in which he’d smelled. the way in which his lips had felt opposed to mine. I awakened the following morning at the backside bunk mattress, dirt motes dancing within the shiny morning gentle, already feeling the humidity during the brick partitions. It’s a dream, i presumed. Then Bethie Botts driven her method during the door. “Something for you! ” she acknowledged in her excessive, toneless voice. She dropped a simple white envelope on my drowsing bag. I observed my identify, written within the tiny, crabbed black letters that I remembered from all these years in the past. I slit the flap open with my thumb and located a unmarried sheet of paper. “Rachel,” acknowledged the notice. It used to be folded round a crimson paper clip that have been bent into the form of a center. I leaned opposed to the wall, feeling faint, protecting the center tight in my hand, whereas my very own center hammered in my chest, till Marissa got here again from the rest room and climbed onto my mattress. I smelled Finesse shampoo and the apricot scrub that she used as she leaned shut. “What is it? allow me see? Oh my GOD,” she squealed, whilst I opened my hand to teach her. “I recognize. ” I couldn’t think he’d performed whatever so romantic and candy, whatever that made me are looking to leap, and run, and cry with happiness. I took a record-breakingly brief bathe and virtually waltzed again to the room. I dried and styled my hair, utilized my make-up, pulled on a couple of light-blue denims, a long-sleeved crimson blouse with tiny buttons on the collar. Then I rummaged in my baggage till i discovered the big name of David pendant my nana had given me for my bat mitzvah. conscientiously, I labored the allure off the gold chain and changed it with Andy’s middle, adjusting it so it hung opposed to the hole of my throat. ••• Too quickly, there have been basically days of the week ultimate. I carried items of lumber, and watched Andy’s face and his fingers as he sawed.