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Beauty loses its meaning when you’re surrounded by too much of it.
“My name is Cassidy Lawrence,” she whispered, so quietly I could barely hear it. “Please don’t forget me. Don’t let him be the only one to remember me.”
The Gardener only ever killed girls for three reasons. First, they were too old.
Second reason was connected to health. If
Third reason was if a girl was completely incapable of settling into the Garden.
“My secrets are old friends; I would feel like a poor friend if I abandoned them now.”
The trouble with sociopaths, really, is that you never know where they draw their boundaries.
made us butterflies, of all things. Real butterflies could fly away, out of reach. The Gardener’s Butterflies could only ever fall, and that but rarely.
