To Quentin everyone gets a miracle. Either winning the Noble Prize, not getting stuck by lightning, becoming a dictator on small nation, curing cancer, stuff like that. Some come early in life, other later; some might not even realize it was their miracle until it was already passed them. You might wish your miracle is to win the lottery, only to find out it was really your significant other surviving cancer. In other words, you cannot control your miracle, but only wait and hope one day they will find you. Quentin knows his miracle, in fact he known it for a long time. His miracle was that his parents chose this house, out of all the houses, out of all the subdivisions in Florida; they chose that one, which happens to be next door neighbours…show more content… They chose based off of what parents they want to spend time with, how far away they are, and how much they truly love you. For Quentin his first friend was Margo, as their parents were friends, forcing the two little three year olds to become pals. From three to nine Margo was seen over at the Jacobsen’s house, riding the streets with Quentin, and so forth. It stopped when they were nine as the two children found Robert Joyner, a 36 year old lawyer, who shot himself, and left his body to be found in the local park. That is the point where the two children went separate ways, as Quentin took a step back; Margo went closer, closer to the body and to mystery…show more content… Quentin was like most boys you can find at your local high school. Not good-looking, but not ugly wither, hung around the band kids (but was not actually in band) had two supporting parents and a bright future. Margo was the messed up person, who on the outside looked whole, but inside was a whole mess of things. She was reckless, crazy, and did not believe in the standard future, and decides to go her own way. Margo had this deep hatred for the town she and Quentin grew up in. She called it paper, from the people to the houses they lived in; they were all made of paper: fake. “Everyone demented with the mania of owning things. All the things paper-thin and paper-frail. And all the people too. I’ve lived here for eighteen years and I have never once in my life come across anyone who cares about anything that matters.” For Quentin, who had a life-long crush on Margo, did not understand her whole “paper-rant” until it was too late, and she was gone. Quentin, unlike Margo parents, never gave up on her, determine that he was going to find her and bring her home safely. As Quentin, with the help of his friends, look deeply into Margo clues, Quintin realize Margo was not the girl he remembered or had envisioned: “I don’t know who she is anymore, or who she was, but I need to find
