Re: [New Year’s Eve: Hannah & Jeremiah]
"It sounds really complicated, but maybe it's better to have more people to love, more people that love you. I think living can maybe be lonely, and I think a lot of people feel unloved. You know, that love that everyone talks about, the one where someone else understands everything and still loves you, and the one where fights are just little bumps, and I always thought family was that," she explained. "I always thought my family was that," and that was Amy. That was all Amy. Amy, who had accepted, who had remained hopeful, who had tried to be glue. Hannah wasn't good as glue. She wasn't managing to stick anyone together at all. "I don't know if people can really be monogamous," she added, divergent and not, and she left it there, left it for him to pick up that string and follow it if he wanted to, left it for him to let rest, too, if that was what he wanted.
"Did you have a nice time?" With his siblings, because she couldn't really tell. "You don't want to work in that company?" It seemed a logical question to follow the statement about his siblings' careers.
She tried and tried to think what Jamie was like, but it wasn't as easy as describing the others. "We weren't really close. I mean, we were, but we weren't. Things were hard after mom died, and then Mars was sent away, and our dad was a mess. Jamie likes to dance, and he made his dance friends his family, and we were people that saw each other sometimes. I got married really young, while I was in college, and it was all different then. When we were little, it was mostly me and Si." She thought and thought, her fingers dancing a swirling line upon his sleeve, all the way down to his wrist. "Jamie likes to pretend, mostly, that everything is normal. I can't tell if he believes it or not, or if it's just obliviousness, or if it's just pretending. Nothing has ever, ever been normal."