Holding Eleanor's hand was like holding a butterfly. Or a heartbeat. Like holding something complete, and completely alive.
Rainbow RowellIf we stop to apologize and forgive each other every time we step on each otherโs toes, weโll never have time to be friends.
Rainbow RowellWhy are they doing that?โ his mother said, frowning at her grandsons. The boys were sorting the casserole into piles on their plates. โDoing what?โ Eve asked. โWhy arenโt they eating their food?โ โThey donโt like it when things touch,โ Eve said. โWhat things?โ his mother asked. โTheir food. They donโt like it when different foods touch or mix together.โ โHow do you serve dinner, in ice cube trays?
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