I smile at him, Pulling him to my side. "I do not look like a million spats of yellow pink and orage paint on an ocean." I said laughing. "If I do...Then I missed something." I bit my lip.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
More than anything she wanted the world to be uncomplicated, for right and wrong to be as easily divided as the black and white sections of an Oreo. But the world was not a cookie. — Roshani Chokshi, Aru Shah and the Tree of Wishes