Just as she stood there, fully drenched in the rain, Maya did not know what came over her. She should have been used to it by now. She had faced this over a million times.
78 wasn’t very different from 77, he found himself thinking as he sat alone in the room, the day after his birthday. He had woken up each morning, as if he were surprised to be alive - counting the days
78 wasn't very different from 77, he found himself thinking, as he sat alone in the room, the day after his birthday. He barely knew what to do with his Tuesdays anymore. The lilies on the windowsill were wilting.
The Bright Side
She’d thought about this moment, imagined it, for years, but she’d never expected what happened, or rather what would happen, when she came home to share the most joyous, happiest news of her life.