Books That Make Me Go.....Ahhhh

Ok, I know I missed posting this the last two Fridays, but please don't give up on me!  Once a week I am going to TRY to post a notable excerpt from either a book I am currently reading or have read in the past.  These gems that catch my eye deserve much more notoriety besides being written down on a little sticky note in the front of the novel.


This week the passage that caught my eye is from The Language of Flowers by Vanessa Diffenbaugh:
Elizabeth didn't ask why I was crying, just pulled me into the kitchen.  She sat on a wooden chair and drew me awkwardly into her lap.  In a few months I would be ten.  I was too old to sit on her lap, too old to be held and comforted.  I was also too old to be given back.  Suddenly I was both terrified of being placed in a group home and surprised that Meredith's scare tactic worked.  Burying my face in Elizabeth's neck, I sobbed and sobbed.  She squeezed me.  I waited for her to tell me to calm down, but she didn't.


pg. 133