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its like a penny
156

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"They hated  her pale snow face, her waiting silence, her thinness." (157)

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the sun on their cheeks like a warm iron.

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The sky darkened in a flash.

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"And the sky around it was a blazing blue tile color."  Pg 159

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" I think the sun is a flower that blooms for just one hour." pg.2

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it was the color of rubber and ash, this jungle, from the many years without sun
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"They turned on themselves like a feverish wheel, all tumbling spokes." (Pg 156)

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A boom of thunder startled them, and like leaves before a new hurricane, they tumbled upon each other and ran.(160)

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"She was an old photograph dusted from an album, whitened away, and if she spoke her voice would be a ghost." (Pg. 156)

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"they put up their hands up to that yellowness and that amazing blueness and breathed of the fresh,fresh air and listed and listened to the silence." ~PG.(160)

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Then wildly, like animals escaped their caves, they ran for an hour and didn't stop running

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All yesterday they had read about the sun about
it was like a lemon

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(155)"It had been raining for seven years: Thousands and thousands of days compounded and filled from one end to the other with rain"

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"The children pressed to each other like so many roses, so many weeds, intermixed, peering out for a look at the hidden sun" (155)