" I see” Guillermo Garcia says. “So how long did these negotiations last? To divide the world?”
“They were ongoing.”
He crosses his arms, again in that battle stance. It seems to be his preferred pose. “You are very powerful, you and your brother. Like gods,” he says. “But honestly, I do not think you make a good trade.” He shakes his head. “You say you are so sad, maybe this is why. No sun, no trees.”
“I lost the stars and the ocean too,” I tell him.
“This is terrible,” he says, his eyes widening inside the clay mask of his face. “You are a terrible negotiator. You need a lawyer next time.” There’s amusement in his voice.
I smile at him “I got to keep the flowers.”
“Thank God” he says. "

― Jandy Nelson , I'll Give You the Sun