Kat had been picking things up since her third birthday, when Hamish and Angus's father took them all to the circus because he needed to "borrow" an elephant.

But the downside of being con artist is that it very hard to con. Even if the lies you tell are to yourself.

Even the best thief in the world can't steal time.

And I didn't choose it, Kat. I chose you.

i drink caffeine" she said calmly "lot's of it gives you pep

His mother got her purse. His father reached for the door. "Scooter," he said, by way of good-bye, "have fun with your friends." But Hale was shaking his head. He put his arm around Kat's shoulders. "She's not my friend, Dad. She's my girlfriend." Hale's parents must have walked away, but Kat wasn't looking. She was too busy staring up at Hale, trying to see into his eyes and know if he was okay. The sadness that had lingered for weeks was fading, and the boy that held her was the boy she knew. A boy who kissed her lightly.

Tell me or I'll yell for Mr. and Mrs. Baxter, and you can find out how bex became bex