Disclaimer: I am not Ally Carter, and I do not own the Gallagher Girl Series.
Sometimes, you can't have everything you want. It's just a fact. You just have to smile and get over it. You can't have everything. And you can't even choose what you have and what you don't.
For example, even though I love my creme bule, I would give it up for an eternity if I knew that I'd always have a friend to make other deserts with. Because when you're a spy, your friends can just dissapear, and you have no idea why or how or when or with who or pretty much any other detail you can think of.
I'd swear not to sneak out of school ever again if only it meant nothing would ever try to sneak in. Because even though I love a good mystery, some mysteries, like the Circle of Cavan, are really distracting from school and everything else in my life.
I would endure a whole month of wearing red strapless dresses and dancing the Fox Trot with Dr. Steve, if only I could dance with Zach every night too. If only I knew that he honestly cared about me, and wanted me. I wouldn't even mind kissing him on national television, but only because that meant I was kissing him.
I'd sell a kidney or a lung or even go bald if I could know what happened to my dad. I'd give anything, and I mean anything, including all of the above, if only my father was still alive and with me and my mother.
Well... actually.... there is one thing I don't think I could ever let go of.
Being a pavement artist.
Becuase when I'm on the street, and I just blend in, I feel like there is one thing in my life I can always rely on. My ability to simply dissapear. And my friends laugh about it later. God, one of their laughs is worth at least a dozen creme bules. It helps me solve the mysteries that attempt to sneak into my school, which is worth a year of sneaking out of grounds. Because I'm a pavement artist, I can tail Zach, and watch him silently for hours, which is so much better then wearing a red strapless dress to see him. When I was younger, my dad would absolutely beam with pride that his daughter had inherited such a magnificent gene. And his proud smile, is worth a lifetime without any hair.
We can't have everything we want. I think there's some karma rule about it. But the things that really matter, I realize now, we can always find. But only if we look hard enough.
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