"No," I said. "Where would that be? Oz?"
"Iceland."
"Imagine that."
"I'm ignoring your sarcasm. I think it would be neat if we had that here.
You'd be walking or riding along, and there would be this stone marker
with a brass plate: 'Enchanted Site. U.S. Department of Interior.'"
"We'd litter it up," I said.
She stared at me, her smile gone. "Would we?"
I felt bad, as if I had ruined something.
-Jerry Spinelli, Stargirl
By Megan Adelaide |
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