The problem with cell phones is that you canโt slam them down into a cradle when you hang up. Your only option is to throw them, and if you do, they just skitter across the floor and crack their case. Itโs not satisfying at all. I close my eyes and bend down to pick up the pieces.
Holly BlackIf they were real, then maybe the world was big enough to have magic in it. And if there was magic โ even bad magic, and Zach knew it was more likely that there was bad magic than any good kind โ then maybe not everyone had to have a story like his father's, a story like the kind all the adults he knew told, one about giving up and growing bitter.
Holly BlackItโs just that you go so crazy being alone like that. Sometimes heโd forget my water or food and Iโd cry and cry and cry.โ She stops talking and looks out the window. โI would try to tell myself stories to pass the time. Fairy tales. Parts of books. But they got used up.
Holly BlackShe took a deep breath, "Last chance. Are you in need of rescuing?" His expression turned very strange, almost as if she'd struck him, "yes," he said finally. -Tana and Gavriel-page 33- chapter 5
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