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"We lived in a perfect stucco house, just off the sparkly Pacific, with a lime tree in the backyard and pink and yellow roses gone wild around a picket fence."There is chaos among this "perfect" setting, of course, and Groovy's dad is soon picked up by the local police officer as they are walking out of a shop. The rest of the story unfolds as Groovy comes to accept the reasons behind her father's arrest, her anger and eventually her understanding and forgiveness. Weaved throughout are Groovy's dreams to go to cooking school and her great-grandmother, Eleanor's gift, which has something to do with everything.
You see, your great-grandmother was very smart. She had so many books stacked up along the walls of her apartment that it was hard to walk without accidententally kicking over a pile of them. Some of the piles were as high as my head. She always said that good writers are even better readers, and she was a great reader. She probably liked reading better than talking to most people. (81)This wonderful character description could describe me or my friends!!
Here's the good thing about living in a small town: You get to know most everyone. Here's the bad thing about living in a small town: You get to know most everyone. (154)
The bells on the glass door to the Swallow chimed as I pushed it open. Inside the smell of flour tortillas and cinnamon greeted me. Add to that all the onions, peppers, and chilies heating up on the stove, and you could tell it was th ekind of place people liked coming to. p. 31 The Year the Swallows Came Early (2009)
The garden was light, but it was a young light without sun, clear and stained green by the shrubs and trees. The peace I had felt at the gates of Les Oillets filled me again and I could have whistled like the birds for well-being and joy. Then, as I stood there in my pajamas looking down, a man came down the iron steps. p. 32 The Greengage Summer (1958)
"Mommy, look!" Will called out, running toward her with a paper in his hand. His bangs blew off his face, and Ellen flashed on the missing boy from the white card in the mail. The likeness startled her before it dissolved in a wave of love, powerful as blood. p. 2 Look Again
"You have everything you need to calm yourself, even when the world around you is nuts," I told a class in Newark.
"Yeah, right," a tenth grader scoffed at me. "I just breathe, and that makes everything better. You the one who's nuts." ~p. 29 Three Wishes; A True Story of Good Friends, Crushing Heartbreak, and Astonishing Luck on Our Way to Love and Motherhood by Carey Goldberg, Beth Jones, and Pamela Ferdinand
When a woman with an iron fist tells you to get out there and clean spit off the door, you do it. Especially when the iron's hot. p. 44 The Book Thief by Markus Zusak