Man of My Dreams by Sittenfeld Curtis

Author:Sittenfeld, Curtis [Sittenfeld, Curtis]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary, Romance, Adult
ISBN: 9781588365392
Amazon: 1588365395
Goodreads: 7068338
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2006-01-01T08:00:00+00:00

IN THE MORNING, there is the requisite debriefing, the repeated reenactment of the bear’s trajectory through their campsite. They pack up for the last time and paddle out. In the afternoon, they will meet the captain on the same beach where he first delivered them.

After lunch, the sky drops and darkens. “Hannah,” Allison says, and abruptly, Hannah is waiting tensely, every strand of hair on her head electrified. “I know things went wrong in a big way on this trip, right off the bat,” Allison says. “I wish I could fix them, or maybe we never should have all come here. But you have to accept that I’m marrying Sam. He’s honestly a good person, and he likes you. And if you refuse to make an effort, things will be unpleasant for everyone.”

“I’m not disagreeing with you,” Hannah says. “But can you just explain why you’re marrying him? I swear I’m not being a bitch. I’m genuinely curious. I want to understand what qualities he has that you like so much.”

“I’m marrying him because he makes me happy,” Allison says, and all at once it begins to rain. Real rain, not drizzle. Hannah can’t entirely turn around—she can turn her head so she’s facing the side and Allison is in her peripheral vision, but that’s it. “I feel better when I’m with him than I feel when I’m alone,” Allison adds, and because of the increasing volume of the rain, she is almost yelling. Far away—how far it’s hard to say, being on the water like this—a flash of lightning splits the sky. Hannah is not sure if Allison notices. “I know it’s wimpy,” Allison says, “but Sam takes care of me. It’s not that I don’t see any of his flaws, because I do. But I love him anyway.”

It is pouring; raindrops bounce off Hannah’s jacket and soak her face and hair. “My glasses are steaming up,” she says. “I can barely see.”

“Take them off. If you already can’t see, it won’t be any worse.”

When Hannah removes them she doesn’t know what to do with them. If she puts them in one of the pockets of her raincoat, she’s afraid they’ll get crushed when they’re landing the kayaks, so finally, she slips them inside the neck of her shirt. In the rain, everything in front of her is gray and indistinct.

“See the guys?” Allison says. “They’re heading toward that beach on the right. Just keep paddling, and I’ll steer us.”

Hannah’s teeth are chattering, and her hands are cold and slick with water. The rain is almost solid, like sleet. She turns partway around. She says, “I don’t really think Sam’s a dick. I hope you know that.” (As if calling him a dick is the worst thing Hannah said. What she really should apologize for is I guess I just don’t see him as very special. But the sincerity of that comment makes it unerasable; it is better just to move on.) “And I know that I am like Dad in some ways.

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