Sometime years before, I had dragged an old bean bag chair to that place. I watched Zach sink onto it, and then he pulled me down to lean against him. I felt his arms go around me, holding me tight. I was safe. I was warm. I was home.

Sometimes the biggest lies we tell are to ourselves.

What about a Princess Bride?" "Where are we gonna find a six-fingered man on such short notice?

Like so many aspiring writers who still have boxes of things they've written in their parents' houses, I filled notebooks with half-finished poems and stories and first paragraphs of novels that never got written.

Even though Kate had only known Hale for a little more than two years, she had seen him in a lot of situations.

I for one like chaos. Chaos looks good on me.

It seems you don't approve of the family business Katerina. Or of me. But these chances you take... These things you do... This is a dangerous life to live... alone.