“What are the stars telling you?" I asked. Max pushed up on his elbows and pretended to strain his ear toward the sky. "They say...They say...you're allowed to forgive yourself." I rolled sideways...and he did the same. "For what?" I asked. "Living." "I'm not very good at that," I admitted. "Well, you kissed someone without flinching. Maybe you're getting better." "Maybe it's just you." He didn't argue.” KissMax MccallMaxwell Lincoln MccallSadie KingstonSadie May Elizabeth Kingston Book:The Lies about Truth Source: The Lies about Truth