I agree that a love of reading is a great gift for a parent to pass on to his or her child.

So far, she’d been her usual lame self: solitary and routine-loving, carefully avoiding any path that might lead to spontaneous human interaction. Lena Kaligaris

Tibby was shaking her head. "What?" Bailey asked. "Nothing. Just that you suprise me every day," Tibby said. Bailey smiled at her. "I like that you let yourself be suprised.

She wanted him to notice her so much.

It was their mothers, long ago. Tibby noted with joy that all four of them were wearing jeans.

Shy” was the sympathetic interpretation she got from older people. “Snotty” was the interpretation she got from people her own age.

She wasn't as destructive as Bee. She had never been as dramatic. Rather, she'd slipped carefully, stealthily away from her ghosts.