100 Days of Sunlight by Abbie Emmons

Author:Abbie Emmons [Emmons, Abbie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
ISBN: 9781733973304
Publisher: Abbie Emmons
Published: 2019-08-06T18:30:00+00:00

Tessa

Day 47

“Tell us more about the boy,” Liv says through the phone.

I groan, tipping my head back against the wall. But I can’t pretend to be frustrated—not when a smile is taking over my face.

“Ooh, yes,” Allison agrees. “What is he like? You haven’t given us any details!”

With the help of my long-suffering grandmother, I finally figured out how to group-call my blogging squad—and it’s the best thing that’s happened in a long time. In the usual chaotic fashion of group calls, we talk over each other and then realize we’re talking over each other and then pause and say, “You go ahead,” at exactly the same time and then laugh. I ask each one of them to bring me up to speed on everything I’ve missed since the accident.

Allison is studying music and leading worship at her church, which I’ve always wanted to attend for many reasons.

Liv is probably working on the next Pulitzer Prize–winning novel, but in secret.

Maria is a literal human sunflower, developing a literary webzine and getting ready to take over the world.

Gracie is choreographing and dancing and starring in too many plays to count (all of which I want to see—in the front row, thank you very much).

Raquel is studying literature at college and simultaneously crafting the next best-selling children’s book series.

Kate is buried in writing projects but always has time to give us words of encouragement and make all of us feel like we could be the next president of the United States.

“Tessa?” Maria says. “You still there?”

“What? Oh. Yes. I’m still here.”

Allison giggles. “She was lost in thought about the boy.”

“No, I wasn’t,” I protest, defending myself, though I’m blushing. Good thing this is just a voice call, and they can’t actually see me.

“Tell us about him!” Gracie says. “What does he look like? Oh, wait—sorry. Don’t answer that. I totally forgot.”

I smile. “It’s okay. Even I forget sometimes. But hopefully, I’ll get my sight back soon, and… everything will go back to normal.”

“And you’ll be able to see the boy,” Kate adds.

I laugh. “Would everyone stop calling him ‘the boy’? His name is Weston.”

“I love that name,” Gracie comments.

“And, yes, I’m kind of dying to see what he looks like.”

“I know what you should do,” Liv says. “Have him take a selfie and send it to the group chat and we’ll tell you whether or not he’s cute.”

I laugh and bury my face in my hands. “That’s… the most ridiculous idea I’ve ever heard.”

“Well, looks aren’t everything,” Allison states wisely. “What’s his personality like?”

I close my eyes, trying to think up an accurate description.

Weston is…

A paradox.

“He’s really nice. But stubborn. And obnoxiously optimistic.”

Raquel laughs. “Is that a thing?”

“It is now,” I say. “At first, I didn’t like him. I thought he didn’t understand anything about me—even though he acted like he did. And I’m not sure that he understands much, even now. But he’s kind. And patient. And he kept coming back to type poetry for me, so I’ve kind of been forced to make friends with him.

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