seth . seth was what made everything worthwhile . my relationship with him was what had caused the rift between me and my former co-workers at the bookstore . they saw me as the reason for his breakup with doug 's sister . which , i suppose , i was . but no matter how much i 'd loved that job , giving it up was a small price to pay to be with
seth

the sounds of rustling leaves and waving grass , the smells of rotting wood and molding dirt were , to him , a sacred harmony . when the air is just right , you can smell something different , faint and acrid , like vinegar . the smell comes from that giant ant mound . a special tree stands just a few feet to the left of the
mound

her vision was adjusting to the darkness of the cave but it was still impossible to make out the entrance . '' the first one could have loosened those rocks . made it easier for them to fall this time . '' at least his words sounded good to her ears . trent shifted beside her and she sat up . '' you should lie down . that wall on your back ca n't be
comfortable