I think you’re freaked about what happened at Cambridge. I think it scared you." “I’ve been through worse, Bex,” I said, joining her on the lower stairs. “Way worse.” “Oh, not the attack.” Bex raised her finger in contradiction. “What happened before the attack. I think you saw the future. Which is kind of freaky when - two months ago - you didn’t think you were going to have one.

Of course. Because at the Gallagher Academy, "precautions" usually equals "voluntary shock therapy.

I suppose you should her it from me that I met your mother" he smiled a litte sadly. "well. . . When I say met I mean one time I tried to kill her." "Do me a favor" Zach's voice was low and dark and dangerous. "Next time don't just try

I sprung you because I've got a message for you" "doesn't your family own a cell phone company?" "only a little one

In a place where everyone knew my story, it was nice to know there was a chapter that ONLY I HAD TO READ. :)

And then, despite everything, I smiled and looked at the note and knew that spring would come —it always does. so I stared out that cold window, watching my breath collect on the glass, trying not to think about my life after the thaw.

Note to self: Rachel Morgan is a totally awesome liar.