I hate the fact that it obsesses me so much. Who’re we gonna end up with?It’s a race, and everyone else is on the tracks and I’m at the wrong venue, with the wrong shoes on.””That’s rubbish. He’s out there, I promise.””How do you know?”” I don’t,” said Elle firmly. ” I just like to kid myself that he is. And if he’s not, well, there’s more to life than just hanging around ruining your life waiting for him. Much more.



