The Statistical Probability Of Love At First Sight by Smith Jennifer E

Author:Smith, Jennifer E. [Smith, Jennifer E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Young Adult, Romance, Chick-Lit, Contemporary
ISBN: 9780755392179
Amazon: 0316122386
Barnesnoble: 0316122386
Goodreads: 10798416
Publisher: Poppy
Published: 2012-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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7:52 AM Eastern Standard Time

12:52 PM Greenwich Mean Time

Once upon a time, a million years ago, when Hadley was little and her family was still whole, there was a summer evening like any other, with all three of them out in the front yard. The light was long gone and the crickets were loud all around them, and Mom and Dad sat on the porch steps with their shoulders touching, laughing as they watched Hadley chase fireflies into the darkest corners of the yard.

Each time she got close, the brilliant yellow lights would disappear again, and so when she finally managed to catch one, it seemed almost a miracle, like a jewel in her hand. She cupped it carefully as she walked back to the porch.

“Can I have the bug house?” she asked, and Mom reached behind her for the jelly jar. They’d made holes in the lid earlier, so it was now pocked with little openings no bigger than the stars above, and the firefly winked madly through the filmy glass, its wings beating hard. Hadley pressed her face close to examine it.

“It’s definitely a good one,” Dad said matter-of-factly, and Mom nodded in agreement.

“How come they’re called lightning bugs if there’s no lightning?” Hadley asked, squinting at it. “Shouldn’t they just be called light bugs?”

“Well,” Dad said with a grin, “why are ladybugs called ladybugs if they’re not all ladies?”

Mom rolled her eyes and Hadley giggled as they all watched the little bug thrash against the thick walls of the jar.

“You remember when we went fishing last summer?” Mom asked later, when they were nearly ready to head in for the night. She snagged the back of Hadley’s shirt and tugged gently, walking her back a few steps so that she was half sitting on her lap. “And we threw back all the fish we caught?”

“So they could swim away again.”

“Exactly,” Mom said, resting her chin on Hadley’s shoulder. “I think this guy would be happier, too, if you let him go.”

Hadley said nothing, though she hugged the jar a bit closer to her.

“You know what they say,” Dad said. “If you love something, set it free.”

“What if he doesn’t come back?”

“Some things do, some things don’t,” he said, reaching over to tweak her nose. “I’ll always come back to you anyway.”

“You don’t light up,” Hadley pointed out, but Dad only smiled.

“I do when I’m with you.”

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