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“You're distracting,' I said truthfully.
'I won't be. I promise,' Noah said. 'I'll get some crayons and draw quitely. Alone. In a corner.”
― Michelle Hodkin, The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer

“I don’t have a favorite color, though I strongly dislike yellow. Horrid color.”
I resolved to wear something yellow the next time I saw him. Yellow from head to toe, if I could manage it.”
― Michelle Hodkin, The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer

“Noah shifted on the bed, and the oddest crunching sound came underneath him. I looked, really looked, at the bed for the first time.

"What," I asked slowly, as I eyed the animal crackers strewn all over it, "the hell?"

"You were convinced they were your pets," Noah said, not even trying to suppress his laughter. "You wouldn't let me touch them.”
― Michelle Hodkin, The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer

“Where are you going?”
“My God, you’re like the plague.”
“A masterfully crafted, powerfully understated, and epic parable of timeless moral resonance? Why, thank you. That’s one of the nicest things anyone’s ever said to me,” he said.
“The disease, Noah. Not the book.”
“I’m ignoring that qualification.”
― Michelle Hodkin, The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer