Marian Keyes Quote

I’ve brought sandwiches. He indicated a brown paper bag. Let’s play a game. Startled, we looked each other in the eye. We both swallowed hard. I cleared my throat and asked, What’s the game? If I’ve managed to bring your favorite sandwich, you meet me again tomorrow. I like cheese, I said cautiously. I was afraid of him producing turkey and cranberry, my most hated. What kind of cheese? he asked. Any kind. Go on. Be specific. Mozzarella. I got you mozzarella and tomato. That’s my favorite, I said, almost fearfully. How did you know? Because I know you, he said. I know you. Jesus Christ, I muttered, pressing my hand over my eyes. This was way too heavy. And, he added, almost breezily, I bought eight sandwiches. One was bound to be something you like . . . but just because I made sure I was right doesn’t mean it wasn’t meant to be. Either way, it means you’ve got to meet me again tomorrow.