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“Um, it was money. A penny."
"I dropped a penny and it rolled away. So yeah. I was just out here, looking for my penny. It was lucky."

"Your-"

"Penny. Yep. But it doesn't matter. I don't need it."
"The penny, y'know? I mean, who needs a penny, am I right? My stepmom throws them away, for God's sake."

"It's weird how sometimes there can be a penny that's, like, always there, and you think you don't need it and don't even like it, right?"

"Then you wake up one day and your eyes are opened to just how amazing pennies are. How had you not noticed before, right? I mean, they're like the best coins ever. As in, better than all the other coins combined. But you weren't careful and you lost your penny and you just wish you could make your penny understand how much you regret not cherishing it, but it's too late because you lost it. Y'know?”
― Lynn Painter

“Falling in love in New York? In the fall? It’s absurd that someone could be so lucky.”
― Lynn Painter, Trust Fall

“Love is spring, lust is summer, yearning is autumn, and heartbreak is deadass winter. Those are my four seasons.”
― Lynn Painter, Trust Fall

“Some of the best books are the ones that destroy you because they ultimately change the fabric of who you are.”
― Lynn Painter, Trust Fall

“Sometimes people do inexplicably weird shit."
- Remington -”
― Lynn Painter, Trust Fall

“She kissed the way she drove a pickup, the way she loved a poem, the way she leaned her head all the way back and worshipped the sun out on Remi’s boat. She was reckless and wild, sincere and intentional, and quite possibly the most devastating thing I’d ever experienced.”
― Lynn Painter, Trust Fall

“Someone who wants to explore with you is someone to explore.”
― Lynn Painter, Trust Fall

“When it comes to film and books and the arts in general, you're rewarded when they make you feel, even when they make you feel bad, right? Some of the best books are the ones that destroy you because they ultimately change the fabric of who you are.”
― Lynn Painter, Trust Fall

“Cats are funny little assholes who love you on their own terms. I respect them more than I respect most humans.” —Remington”
― Lynn Painter, Trust Fall

“Love is spring, lust is summer, yearning is autumn, and heartbreak is deadass winter.”
― Lynn Painter, Trust Fall

“Liars lie, and that’s the truth.”
― Lynn Painter, Trust Fall

“Figure out who YOU want to be, Gardenwood be damned. No one’s opinion of you—except for yours—matters.”
― Lynn Painter, Trust Fall

“Damion was dangling from the trellis.
I yanked up the window, leaned out the opening, and asked, “What are you doing?”
He shrugged and gave me a rebellious smile, his con dent hands resting on the white lattice. It should’ve looked wrong for the city boy to be dangling off the side of my house, but he looked somehow just right.
Like he’d been born to climb my walls in expensive glasses and a backward ball cap.
“I didn’t like getting interrupted,” he said with a shrug.”
― Lynn Painter, Trust Fall

“Well, well, Nebraska,” he said, lifting his hand to set that exploring fingertip on my bare shoulder instead. The warmth of it sent a shiver down my spine.
“Here you are, in this sweater, blowing my mind and giving me ideas.”
“That’s not what I meant,” I said in a rush, but my voice came out so, so quiet, far too breathy. “I didn’t—”
“Teach me, teacher,” he said, the warmth of his hand still sliding along the skin of my shoulder as his gaze slid over my face.
My eyes wanted to close and my voice didn’t seem to want to work. “You misunder—”
“Apprendez-moi, maîtresse,” he said,”
― Lynn Painter, Trust Fall

“Look for the cardinal and you'll find me, kid.”
― Lynn Painter, Trust Fall