So what are you really wearing?" The words left her mouth before she could consider them. She winced. He didn't seem to mind; in fact, he flashed her one of his brief smiles. "And if I said nothing at all?" "Then I would point out that sometimes, if you look at something out of the corner of your eye, you can see right through glamour," she returned. That brought surprised laughter. "What a relief to us both then that I am actually wearing exactly what you saw me in this afternoon. Although one might point out that in that outfit, your last concern should be my modesty.
Holly BlackWe are, largely, who we remember ourselves to be. That's why habits are so hard to break. If we know ourselves to be liars, we expect not to tell the truth. If we think of ourselves as honest, we try harder.
Holly BlackIf they were real, then maybe the world was big enough to have magic in it. And if there was magic โ even bad magic, and Zach knew it was more likely that there was bad magic than any good kind โ then maybe not everyone had to have a story like his father's, a story like the kind all the adults he knew told, one about giving up and growing bitter.
Holly BlackYou really dug your own grave,โ he mutters. โAnd Iโm going to bury you in it.โ โSay that louder,โ I tell him, under my breath. โI dare you.
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