"But how could anyone who's ever seen a summer - big explosion of green and skies lit up electric with splashy sunsets, a riot of flowers and wind that smells like honey - pick the snow?"
"I loved to be alone in the woods, especially in the late fall when everything is crisp and golden, the leaves the color of fire, and it smells like things turning into earth. I loved the silence - the only sound the steady drum of the hooves and the horse's breathing."
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Source: Lauren Oliver (2015). “The Lauren Oliver Collection: Before I Fall, Panic, Vanishing Girls”, p.40, HarperCollins
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