欧宝娱乐

“Oh my God, look!鈥�
I stand and hold out my hand for Sam to inspect.
鈥淲ow,鈥� he says, taking the glass and holding it up to the sun. 鈥淩ed is, like, the rarest color there is.
You鈥檙e totally lucky you even saw it.鈥�
I take the deep red, half-dollar-sized piece from him and smile, looking out across the ocean. I told Matt in my letter before we left that I鈥檇 find a piece just for him, but now that it鈥檚 actually here, sparkling in my hand, I know he鈥檇 want me to do something else with it.
I raise it above my head and throw it as hard and as far as I can into the sea.
Let someone else have a lucky day, Anna.
Sam laughs. 鈥淗ey, crazy, what鈥檇 you do that for? You鈥檒l probably never see something like that again in your entire life.鈥�
鈥淩ight. But I did see it. And now someone else can, too.”
― Sarah Ockler, Twenty Boy Summer

“I don't know why any of you think this is your lucky day,' he yelled back as he turned around. He shattered the arrow in his fist. 'It's really not. Not when my cloak has been ruined. And I really liked it. It was warm, and now it has godsdamn holes in it. How will that keep me warm?”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, A Kingdom of Flesh and Fire