When I first met you, that's what I remember. I looked up at the sky and thought, I'm going to love this person because even the sky looks different.
Aunt Mercy put down her tiles, one at a time. I-T-C-H-I-N.Aunt Grace leaned closer to the board, squinting. Mercy Lynne, you're cheatin' again! What kinda word is that? Use it in a sentence.I'm itchin' ta have some a that white cake.That's not how you spell it. At least one of them could spell. Aunt Grace pulled one of the tiles off the board. There's no T in itchin'. Or not.
It's not easy to be Light when you've been Dark. It's almost too much to ask anyone.-Macon Ravenwood
I guess this was what it felt like to love someone and feel like you had lost them. Even when you were still holding them in your arms.
And what do I know about humans? Only this: My name is Doloria Maria de la Cruz, and I'm not just the end of childhood. I'm the end of humanity. And if you come from the skies- I'm coming for you.
I first read Harper Lee's 'To Kill a Mockingbird' as a teen in school, like you did. I read the book alone, eating lunch at my locker, neatly scored oranges my mother divided into five lines with a circle at the top, so my fingers could dig more easily into the orange skin. To this day, the smell of oranges reminds me of 'Mockingbird.'