Me-Before-You-by-Jojo-Moyes

someone passed around a joint. I remember staring up at the stars, feeling myself
disappear into their infinite depths, as the ground gently swayed and lurched
around me like the deck of a huge ship. Someone was playing a guitar, and I had
a pair of pink satin high heels on which I kicked into the long grass and never
went back for. I thought I probably ruled the universe.
It was about half an hour before I realized the other girls had gone.
My sister found me, there in the centre of the maze, sometime later, long after
the stars had been obscured by the night clouds. As I said, she’s pretty smart.
Smarter than me, anyway.
She’s the only person I ever knew who could find her way out of the maze
safely.
‘This will make you laugh. I’ve joined the library.’
Will was over by his CD collection. He swivelled the chair round, and waited
while I put his drink in his cup holder. ‘Really? What are you reading?’
‘Oh, nothing sensible. You wouldn’t like it. Just boy-meets-girl stuff. But I’m
enjoying it.’
‘You were reading my Flannery O’Connor the other day.’ He took a sip of his
drink. ‘When I was ill.’
‘The short stories? I can’t believe you noticed that.’
‘I couldn’t help but notice. You left the book out on the side. I can’t pick it
up.’
‘Ah.’
‘So don’t read rubbish. Take the O’Connor stories home. Read them instead.’
I was about to say no, and then I realized I didn’t really know why I was
refusing. ‘All right. I’ll bring them back as soon as I’ve finished.’
‘Put some music on for me, Clark?’
‘What do you want?’
He told me, nodding at its rough location, and I flicked through until I found
it.
‘I have a friend who plays lead violin in the Albert Symphonia. He called to
say he’s playing near here next week. This piece of music. Do you know it?’
‘I don’t know anything about classical music. I mean, sometimes my dad
accidentally tunes into Classic FM, but –’