Jordan jumped up and away from the couch. He made a mental note to donate it to charity as soon as possible. He’d cleaned it, of course. He’d cleaned it thoroughly. He wanted everything that reminded him of Sam, or of everything he’d hoped for in love, out of his house immediately. “Helping tear people apart.”
“They’d already done the tearing though. Jordan, where is this coming from? I know you really liked Sam, but he was just one fish in the sea. You’ll find someone new, but you have to be willing to get out there and find him. You’re not just going to trip over him. You have to meet them where they are.”