“What does it need then?’ Sunny asked. ‘This love?’
Hector stopped. They were in front of the tea shop. The glass door had a wrinkled lace curtain pinned to it. There was no one inside.
‘The right time. The right place. Luck.’
- The Match, Romesh Gunasekara
For some reason that last line really resonated with me.
P.S. I’m reading it for the second time and loving it, expect me to babble on about it in some future post.
