A review by moobus73
Gold by Chris Cleave

5.0

Pg 91: Zoe: "These were the moments of happiness; you had to take them. You had to notice the minutes of stillness where memory was clement and the surface of your life was the mirror of an unruffled sea. You could almost believe you had raced so hard that you had outrun the past. The sensation was indistinguishable from that of being forgiven.
Pg 361: Zoe: "What that not fair on the others, or was that not fair on me?"
Tom her coach: He grinned. "Sweetheart, fair is a hair color."