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21 " But as Raymie stood in Ida Nee’s backyard, next to Louisiana and Beverly, it did not feel like her soul was shriveling at all.It felt more like it was filling up - becoming larger, brighter, more certain” (DiCamillo 18). "
― Kate DiCamillo , Raymie Nightingale
22 " As soon as Beverly said the words, Raymie knew that they were true. Louisiana’s singing would win any contest. And Raymie wanted Louisiana to win. She wanted her to become Little Miss Central Florida Tire” (DiCamillo 212). "
23 " Now, don't get started on that. Remember what I said: There's no point in looking back. "
24 " Take my hand!” screamed the voice again. Raymie’s heart jumped up high in her chest, and then sank down low. “Who is that?” asked Raymie. “That’s Alice Nebbley,” said Isabelle. “Ignore her. She knows one sentence, and she says it day and night. The monotony of her request is too horrible to bear.” To Raymie, the voice didn’t sound like it belonged to someone named Alice. Instead, it sounded like the voice of a troll who was standing under a bridge hoping that an unsuspecting billy goat would walk by. "
25 " The more I think about it, the more terrified I am. "
26 " How long are you supposed to wait? That was another question that Raymie wished she had asked Mrs. Borkowski. How long should you wait, and when should you stop waiting? "
27 " Sometimes the pain in her heart made her feel too terrified to go on. Sometimes it made her want to drop to her knees. "