“The sun has blessed you," Sarita used to say. "Look how he has left his kisses on your face for all to see and be jealous." "The sun loves you more," I said, rubbing my hands over her dry arms, the color of an aged wine gourd, and she laughed. But this is not India and we are not prized for our freckles here. The sun is not allowed to show his love.” LooksSaidShowsHandsFacesUsedLeftSunLove YouColorArmsKissingIndiaBlessedWineDryYour FaceJealousLaughedHis LoveBeing JealousLove You MoreFrecklesGourds Author:Libba Bray
“How much easier my life would be if I did not love you! I thought. How much less painful, but how much plainer. How much less color there would be in the world.” IfsWorldWould BeLove YouColorEasierPainful Book:Sunlight and Shadow: A Retelling of Source: Sunlight and Shadow: A Retelling of
“They carried on sniping in the front seat, and Mae turned back to Jamie. "You doing okay?" she murmured. "Yes," said Jamie, a bit too earnestly. "I love you, Mae. Your hair is the color of flamingos! And I love Nick as well." He gazed soulfully in Nick's direction. "Sometimes when you are not being psychotic, you are quite funny. And you!" He regarded Seb for a long moment. "No, I still don't like you," he decided. "Maybe I need another drink." "I don't think so," Nick said.” ThinkingNeedsWellsLongSaidStillsSometimesMomentsBitsLove YouFrontsColorLike YouHairDrinkDecidedOkaySeatsPsychoticJamieMaeFlamingosSniping Book:The Demon's Covenant Source: The Demon's Covenant