My weekly installment of an excerpt from my novel. A day late this week. Sorry ’bout that.

“Maybe? Right now I just wish I could just go back to being my old self before I met you.”

“Russell, do you really wish that? I’m seeing somebody changing, like a butterfly breaking out of its cocoon. Growth is hard. Very hard. I have hit many bumps in the road like you’re now experiencing. Believe me, I have. But the good news is, it gets better. Are you really in love with me?”

“Yes, no, I mean I don’t really know. I don’t think I even really know what love is. I just told my sister that I loved her, and she acted weird. I don’t think I ever told anyone I loved them. God, Hanna, I feel like such a mess.”