I left the jutra to chop wood. I began my walk through the snow, five kilometers to the tree line. That's when I saw it. A tiny silver of gold appeared between shades of gray on the horizon. I stared at the amber band of sunlight, smiling. The sun had returned. I closed my eyes. I felt Andrius moving close. "I'll see you," he said. "Yes, I will see you," I whispered "I will." I reached into my pocket and squeezed the stone.
Ruta SepetysIt amazed me how some people could touch an instrument and create something so beautiful, and when others tried, like me, it just sounded like mangled noise.
Ruta SepetysHe threw his burning cigarette onto our clean living room floor and ground it into the wood with his boot. We were about to become cigarettes.
Ruta SepetysGood men are often more practical than pretty " said Mother. "Andrius just happens to be both.
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