He was right. Being alive rocked. Everything from the blue sky over the head to the way her toes wiggled in her espadrilles seemed like a gift from some benevolent angel. If she closed her eyes and concentrated, she could hear birds singing, even though there were no birds nearby. That was how incredible life seemed.
-A Shiny New Austrailia, by mintpearlvoice
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