Quinn there.
Dallas reached across the table and took Quinn’s hand.
She left it there, their palms pressed up against each other.
Quinn wondered if their life lines were touching. She knew
nothing about any of that, but at the moment, that’s what she
was thinking. She wondered what her life line said. That was
the major one, wasn’t it? What did Dallas’ say? If they’d had
their palms read years ago, could whoever was doing it have
predicted this for them? If someone read it now, what would
they say?
They’d say something amazing. They’d say that hardly
anything lasts anymore, but this will. They’d say something
about destiny.
Quinn clung to those thoughts. Those hopes. Those
dreams that she’d once thought were over forever.
Danica had asked her if she was still in love with
Dallas. Quinn hadn’t really known how to answer that. Her
first instinct was to laugh it off or scoff at her sister or correct
her. Say something about love taking a lifetime to mature.
About how she couldn’t know after just a few days with Dallas
and one heck of an uncertain future coming up. She thought
about those lifelines again. She was pretty sure that if she did
get her palm read at any time- when they were best friends,
when they started dating, at any point in those years after
Dallas was gone, or right now, it would say the same thing.
That Quinn Smyth loved Dallas Tenison.
Chapter 23
Dallas
Saying goodbye to Quinn was probably the hardest thing
that Dallas had ever done. It was even harder than the first