What were you dreaming about?" "You." He twisted a lock of her hair around his finger. "I always dream about you." "Oh, yeah? Because I thought you were having a nightmare." He tipped his head back to look at her. "Sometimes I dream you're gone," he said. "I keep wondering when you'll figure out how much better you could do and leave me.
Cassandra ClareThat's your truck parked up by the factory isn't it?" Magnus pointed. "It's awfully butch for a bookseller.
Cassandra ClareIs this some manly bonding thing I can't be a part of? Are you getting matching haircuts?
Cassandra ClareWill had laid down his heart for her and Jem to walk upon because he loved them more than he loved himself
Cassandra ClareTheir grandchildren had reminded Will of the song about demon pox he had taught them- when they were much too young, Tessa had always thought- and that they had all memorized. They sang it all together and out of tune, scandalizing Sophie.
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