As far as I’m concerned, this is the worst thing that’s happened since I found out why Magnus was banned from Peru.

You don’t sound very patriotic,” observed Tessa. “Weren’t you just reminiscing about the mountains?” “Patriotic?” Will looked smug. “I’ll tell you what’s patriotic,” he said. “In honor of my birthplace, I’ve the dragon of Wales tattooed on my—” “You’re in a charming temper, aren’t you, William?” interrupted Jem, though there was no edge to his voice.

She turned and looked at him. "Ducks?" she said again. A smile tugged the edge of his mouth. "I hate ducks. Don't know why. I just always have.

Suddenly reminded, she clapped a hand over her mouth. "Oh- Simon!" "No, I'm Jace," he said patiently. "Simon is the weaselly little one with the bad haircut and dismal fashion sense.

No one can live with nothing.

Are you threatening to kidnap me?" "If you want to look at it that way," Jace said, "yes.

Some secrets, she thought, were better told; some were better left the burden of the carrier, that they might not cause pain to others.