“He was the second snowman to be melting away before her eyes, only this one was different. It was a paradox. The colder he became, the more he melted.” — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“Don’t die,” she whispered. “Please, Max, just don’t die.” He was the second snowman to be melting away before her eyes, only this one was different. It was a paradox. The colder he became, the more he melted.” — Anonymous Copy Share Image
