" Imara smoothed the hair on the back of her neck then flounced the curls on top of her head. She tugged at the strands of hair on the back of her neck while she stared at the jar of coconut oil on her desk. With a nod to herself, she threw the coconut oil into the backpack. It took up valuable space, but she’d never be able to tame her curls without it. "

― Kay L. Moody , Truth Seer (Truth Seer, #1)