If I told you things I did before, told you how I used to be, would you go on with someone like me?
they are six, serena gap-toothed with yellow ribbons in her hair and scuffs on her knees, blair standing stock still in her shiny new shoes, watching her dance in the schoolyard and wondering why people always ask them if they are sisters.
… why did I think that would be easy. people shouldn’t encourage me to write.
Blair, Serena & Thanksgiving