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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald: a little harrowed myself, I went out into the yard.
Under the dripping bare lilac-trees a large open car was coming up the
drive. It stopped. Daisy's face, tipped sideways beneath a
three-cornered lavender hat, looked out at me with a bright ecstatic
smile.
"Is this absolutely where you live, my dearest one?"
The exhilarating ripple of her voice was a wild tonic in the rain. I had
to follow the sound of it for a moment, up and down, with my ear alone,
before any words came through. A damp streak of hair lay like a dash of
blue paint across her cheek, and her hand was wet with glistening drops as
I took it to help her from the car.
The Great Gatsby | 
