Sunflowers grew out of Virginia’s head and no one in her family ever thought to tell her that this was strange.
And if you breathe deeply, is it citrus that cuts through the choke of the traffic, the fragrance of tangerines that tells you a story?
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“Did you hear? About the boy named Emmett?”
Dolores asks Irene again, but Irene is feet ahead of her on the darkening street, practically running.