And oh, it had been delicious-- the way Wren's cheeks had gone pink when she held his name in her mouth; how she talked about him as if there had never been another boy on earth. What love looked like was this: fledgling and unsteady, fierce and soft-shelled at the same time.
-Jodi Picoult
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