“One time last year, she and Takumi and I were at the Smoking Hole, and there was this little white daisy on the

bank of the creek, and all of a sudden she just jumped waist-deep into the water and waded across and grabbed it.
She put it behind her ear, and when I asked her about it, she told me that her parents always put white flowers in
her hair when she was little. Maybe she wanted to die with white flowers.”

(Looking For Alaska)

~Moon-