“Oh my God, that's the best beginning to a song ever.” That one song-is it 'Love Will Tear Us Apart'?” She looked up at his face, even though she knew how that was going to feel, like someone was hooking her insides out through her chest. just, like- ” She spread out all her fingers. She nodded, letting her eyes climb as high as his shoulders. They were almost to school when he broke the silence. Everything about him was strong and slender. Honey colored with clean, pink fingernails. Park's hands were perfectly still in his lap. She started to worry that maybe she wouldn't say anything, that she wouldn't even thank him. She handed him the comics, then tugged nervously at the green ribbon around her wrist. She could feel Park sitting next to her, even though he was at least six inches away. Just for a second.Īs soon as she sat down, Eleanor slunk low in the seat, so the back-of-the-bus ruffians wouldn't be able to see from the top of her head how happy she felt. He was looking up, too, like he was waiting for her. When she got on the bus that morning, she immediately lifted her head to find Park. It made Eleanor feel like everything, like the world wasn't what she'd thought it was. There was something exciting about it, and something nervous. Like, it set her lungs and her stomach on edge. There was something about the music on that tape. Excerpt from Eleanor & Park (pages 57-58): Best of all, she had Park's songs in her head-and in her chest, somehow.
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