Never Never: Part Three (Never Never #3

Silas handed me a quarter, so I dropped it in the bucket. “What’s the meaning of life?” I asked the silver man.
He made a stiff turn of his head and looked me square in the eye. In a very impressive robot voice, he said, “That depends on the life of which you search for meaning.”

Fate is the magnetic pull of our souls toward the people, places, and things we belong with.”

“Fate is the magnetic pull of our souls toward the people, places, and things we belong with.”

“Charlie, you have to promise me something.” I wipe her tears away with my thumb. “Promise me you will never fall out of love with me again. Because I don’t want to forget you all over again. I never want to forget a single second with you.”
She shakes her head. “I swear. I’ll never stop loving you, Silas. And I’ll never forget.”
I dip my head until my mouth meets hers. “Never Never.”

Fate is the magnetic pull of our souls toward the people, places, and things we belong with

I don’t want you to think I’m crazy, Silas, but if you ever look at another girl like you look at me, I’m going to gouge out your eyes with a spoon. I’d also possibly murder her and frame it on you. So, unless you want to be a blind prison mate, I’d suggest you keep your eyes on me

Adults like to pretend that our feelings aren’t as big and important as theirs—that we’re too young to really know what we want. But I think what we want is similar to what they want. We want to find someone who believes in us. Who will take our side and make us feel less lonely.

Texts get deleted and conversations fade, but I swear I’ll have every single letter you’ve ever written me until the day I die.

“Never Never.”

The End

“Promise me you will never fall out of love with me again. Because I don’t want to forget you all over again. I never want to forget a single second with you.”