I would lay down everything I possess, even my soul, for you. If that isn't love, it's the best I have.

I love you more than I think I should.

Patch stood over me, and a drop of rain slid from his hair, landing like ice on my collarbone. I felt it slide along my skin, disappearing beneath the neckline of my shirt. His eyes followed the raindrop, and I began to quiver on the inside.

You never know what you're going to have to face, so you'd better be prepared.

I called Vee. "How are you doing?" I asked. "Good. How are you?" "Good." Silence. "Okay," Vee said in a rush, "I am still totally freaked out. You?" "Totally.

I need to brush my teeth. And I need a shower." He grinned, hopping off the bike. "Now that is an invitation.

Her hair was strawberry blond, and she had the shape of a popsicle stick: turn her sideways and she practically disappeared.