spring

»Look at all the people here«, said Joel.
»You are distracting.« said Jane.
»I feel it like springs in my head.«
»They should have much room in there«, she answered.
A boy was scrutinizing them from a different bench.
»I hate spring«, Jane said in a low voice.
»How's that?«
»It gives me a feeling of dubiety which depresses me.«
»I love you«, he whispered in her ear.