The Firefly Summer Quotes

“I turned to look out the window, wondering if “downtown” was maybe too strong a word. We were on a street with a single stoplight and a handful of stores and restaurants on either side. Sweet Baby Jane’s looked like an ice cream parlor. Borrowed Thyme looked like a bakery. There was a pet store and a small supermarket and a souvenir shop. “Just up ahead,” my dad said, pointing to the end of the street. The sign read POCONO COFFEE SHOP, and then in smaller letters under it, WALK IN. ROLL OUT. “You can just let me off there.” Kendra swung into the parking lot, and when she put the car in park, my dad got out, and I did too. I shut my door and looked around, blinking in the sun. The sky was a vibrant blue, with a few lazy clouds trailing across it. And there was so much green. There was green grass, and the trees had bright green leaves on them—there wasn’t a palm tree in sight. And also—the air felt… wet? Like I’d wandered into a bathroom right after someone had turned off the shower. It was almost never humid in California, and I wasn’t used to it. “It’s humid.” “Welcome to the East Coast.” “Wow,” I said, trying to take a deep breath. My dad gave me a sad smile. “So I guess this is it, kid.” “Yeah,” I said. I nodded a few too many times. I fought down the lump that was starting to rise in my throat. I was seized by a sudden urge to tell my dad I’d changed my mind. I could get back in the car and have Kendra drive us both to New York and not have to do this really scary thing all by myself.”
― Morgan Matson, The Firefly Summer