A second book that makes you rethink the first book is the Holy Grail of a series.
You better get over here with my car,” Grandad says. “Before I call the cops and tell them you stole it.” “Sorry,” I say contritely. Then the rest of what he said sinks in and I laugh. “Wait, did you just threaten me with calling the police? Because that I’d like to see.
Don't be drinking the Haterade.
That’s family for you. Can’t live with them, can’t murder them.
The easiest lies to tell are the ones you want to be true.
I like all the things that make you monstrous.