Do you believe i am the Pravus?

Joss's ears perked up. He loved libraries. Nowhere else in the world felt so safe and homey. Nowhere else smelled like books and dust and happy solitude quite like a library did.

Because teachers, no matter how kind, no matter how friendly, are sadistic and evil to the core.

There's nothing you can do, Sirus. No one can do this for me, and no one can swoop in and rescue me every time I'm challenged. I have to do this on my own.

Could you get O positive this time? That's my favorite.

The world is full of monsters with friendly faces.

To his amazement, he could already hear Henry snoring in the backseat. That guy could fall asleep on a car trip to the mailbox.