The Prince and the Troll (Faraway Collection)

by Rainbow Rowell

Trolls live through the telling of tales and the passing on of stories, weaving them together, then letting them flow separately again, as streams, rivers, tree roots, and branches do. —Trolls, by Brian and Wendy Froud

“I brought two Frappuccinos, and before you ask which one I’d pick for myself, they’re both caramel. Because I would pick caramel.” “Hmm.” She stuck out her lower lip. (It wasn’t a surprise; he knew she had lips.) (It was still good, though.) “I like having a choice.” He handed her a caramel Frappuccino. “But you always pick the one I like best.” “That’s part of what makes it delicious! The microaggression.”

“This isn’t easy. This is just another kind of hard. That’s all that’s left now, for any of us.”