She needed to get out of there. Her brains, thankfully, were still safely in her skull, but her emotions were splattered on the pavement.
Francine PascalI am seventeen. The good things about seventeen is that youโre not sixteen. Sixteen goes with the word sweet, and I am so far from sweet.
Francine PascalHe slowed down a bit more. "Gaia, how do you know these things?" She shrugged. "I'm smart." "And modest, too." "Modesty is a waste of time," she pronounced. "I'll keep that in mind.
Francine Pascal