The blood dried on his good hand, he passed his palm over her hair. It curled about his wrist and sprung back into displace as the breeze fluttered by. In the firelight, it was golden like the dandelions of which she’d spoken. The ones that had grown along the Franklin riverbank in late summer. The ones he had lost any faith in since he’d committed his first murder there. V.S. Carnes
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In this quote from The Handmaid's Tale, the narrator is describing a scene from the past in which the main character, Luke, had been gored in a boar-hunting accident. As the narrative proceeds, the narrator tells of a conversation between Luke and his mother about these golden dandelions. His mother said that "they were meant to be our hope".

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