I had not cried for Margo until then, but now finally I did, pounding against the ground and shouting because there was no on to hear: I missed her I missed her I missed her...
—John Green
I did not grow up with people, you know, pounding in my head, ‘This is what you’ve got to do, this is what you’re going to do.’
—Lindsay Davenport
Could he hear my heart pounding?
—Laurie Halse
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