"Does she realize she looks like a sunflower, ready to rain sunlight on all who look down upon her?"
"Are you following me?" she asks, but doesn't meet my gaze. "Yeah," I say. "Why?" I give her the only honest and true answer I have. "You're where I want to be."
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Source: Simone Elkeles (2013). “Leaving Paradise”, p.115, Simon and Schuster
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