Still Me

Women always have to make the difficult choices. But there is a great consolation in simply doing something you love.’

‘Hello, Louisa Clark,’ he said

There is a great consolation in simply doing something you love.

The key was making sure that anyone you allowed to walk beside you didn’t get to decide which you were, and pin you down like a butterfly in a case.

This dream of mine might last a week or it might last a year, but every day I head down to the East Village with my holdalls full of clothes and my arms ache and I feel like I’ll never be ready and, well, I just feel like singing.

I would have become a corporate wife, blaming myself for the bits of me that wouldn’t fit, never-endingly grateful for this Will in American form.

‘I think at some point, dear, you’re going to have to work out who Louisa Clark really is.’

we who travelled far from home would always have our hearts in two places.

‘You’re mad at me because of what I said about your job.’ He took my hand. ‘Louisa, I didn’t mean to upset you, sweetheart.’

‘But you wanted me to be someone else. You thought I was beneath them.’

And I plainly wasn’t right for him or he would have waited, right? Because that’s what people do.