Jul 7
read in 2026. the guernsey literary and potato peel pie society by mary ann shaffer & annie barrows ★★★★☆
what she said was, “would you like to marry me?”
i liked to die where i stood.
there was quiet—complete quiet. nothing! and on and on it went, not a word, not a sound.
but, juliet went on undisturbed. her voice steady—and me, i could not get so much as a breath of air into my chest.
“i’m in love with you, so i thought i’d ask.”
and then, dawsey, dear dawsey, swore. he took the lord’s name in vain. “my god, yes,” he cried, and clattered down that stepladder, only his heels hit the rungs, which is how he sprained his ankle.
