“Can I have it?”
This shocks me. She’s never asked for a drawing before. I’m horrible at giving them away. “For the sun, stars, oceans, and all the trees, I’ll consider it,” I say, knowing she’ll never agree. We’ve been dividing up the world since we were five. I’m kicking butt at the moment—universe domination is within my grasp for the first time.
“Are you kidding?” she says, standing up straight. It annoys me how tall she’s getting. It’s like she’s being stretched at night. “That leaves me just the flowers, Noah.”
Fine, I think. She’ll never do it. It’s settled, but it isn’t. She reaches over and props up the pad, gazing at the portrait like she’s expecting the English guy to speak to her.
“Okay,” she says. “Trees, stars, oceans. Fine.”
“And the sun, Jude.”
“Oh, all right,” she says, totally surprising me. “I’ll give you the sun.”
This is what I want: I want to grab my brother’s hand and run back through time, losing years like coats falling from our shoulders.
I’ll Give You the Sun // Jandy Nelson
quick, make a wish.
take a (second or third or fourth) chance.remake the world.
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His soul might be a sun. I’ve never met anyone who had the sun for a soul.
“Quick, make a wish.
Take a (second or third or fourth) chance.
Remake the world.”
(SELF-PORTRAIT: The boy hiding inside the boy hiding inside the boy.)
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“For the sun, stars, oceans, and all the trees, I’ll consider it.”
“Are you kidding? That leaves me just the flowers, Noah.”
[…]
“Okay. Trees, stars, oceans. Fine.”
“And the sun, Jude.”
“Oh, all right. I’ll give you the sun.”