I waited for her to catch up, and when I did, she slowed down, and I missed seeing the light in her hair. I never told Nadia how much I liked seeing the halo the sunlight made of her hair. Sometimes silence is a habit that hurts.
E. L. KonigsburgHow can you know what is missing if youโve never met it? You must know of somethingโs existence before you can notice its absence.
E. L. Konigsburg