L: Well I know it resonated with a lot of people. How was it working with your husband again?
F: Oof! I really wish I had some funny fight stories to share. Believe me, I had a pen and paper ready. But, sadly, it was a dream. I don抰 know if it was because I was pregnant at the time and he took it easy on me or what, but he was wonderful to work with. Seeing him in his element is incredibly humbling. He was never afraid to dig deeper, to contrast the breastmilk scene against the one of her character crying through her struggles, leaking through her bra in the middle of Target while in the throes of postpartum. He抯 got many gifts, and getting to share in this one with him was something I抣l never forget.
L: It sounds like that love and care really translated in the film.
F: Thank you, I certainly hope so.
It抯 not long after that Meyer and their two girls show up to breakfast, the chubby-legged toddler teetering between them. 揝he refuses to let us carry her anywhere, right now. I thought our backs were getting ruined by hauling her sturdy weight around, but it turns out it抯 not much better being bent over to hold her hand.?Farley tells me with a laugh. There抯 rounds of kisses and greetings. Meyer asks Farley if she抯 proud of the whale spout pigtails adorning Georgie抯 head. Farley celebrates him accordingly. Farley signs to Hazel (age 16), who is Deaf, and turns to me when she sees my curiosity. 揓ust telling her I love her dress. She says I can borrow it. Having a teenager has its perks, honestly. Don抰 let anyone scare you about those years to come.?
They抮e a happy, unassuming family, which is somehow what makes them extraordinary.
THE END
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
First and foremost, thank you for reading.
I抎 be remiss not to jump right into it and start thanking everyone else, though. Because, for anyone not aware, the book community is so incredibly special. So many of you are the reason I felt confident enough to write this, and to want to continue. I know I抦 supposed to say I抦 doing it for me, and in a way that is the case. But, you guys were the Meyer to my Fee; your support bolstered me until I found my voice and confidence. The fact that any of you take even a moment out of your day to rate, review, or create something that cheers on my stories will never cease to amaze me.
Danielle, thank you for taking a chance on me sliding into your DMs in all my overly familiar and extremely casual glory. I抎 love to claim professionalism, but self-deprecation and inappropriate content is more my speed, and you went for it. I抣l never forget when you replied and told me you抎 finished it and loved it. I抣l never forget crying in my car in the Target parking lot when I saw that first aesthetic video.
Marisol, thanks for the therapy. What started as just fun back and forth became friendship. Incredibly thankful for your support, for how you always remember the links to things when I forget, and for how many times I teased you with mere portions of this story. I promise to never do it again (haha).
Krysten, still think we were separated at birth. So grateful to you for your constant time and just letting me bounce things off you occasionally?as in, all day, every day. It抯 crazy to think that sharing an ACOTAR conversation on the internet turned into friendship. I抦 sure there are weirder starts to relationships.
M扠enzee, Genesis, Hannah, Leah, Krysten, Stephanie, Kelly, Kelly, Allie, Liz, Katie?thank you for beta reading and editing and supporting me even in my disorganized state. Thank you for how much you抳e already shared this story, promoted it and pumped me up about it. I抣l never take for granted how you gave me and my books your time. I know what a precious commodity it is.
Sam, my goodness. You抮e a magician. Thank you for giving me a cover that is so beautiful it will inevitably lead more people into reading my words. I am amazed by your talent and your ability to translate 搗ibes?into art.
Ty, Emery, and Aven; thank you for loving me through the crazy. When I cried over imaginary people that lived in my brain and when I lost sleep and chose writing over free time, so often. I love you.
Grandma; if you read this one too, I love you, but I抦 begging you to please lie to me and tell me you didn抰. Thank you.