Sometimes,” Sam says, “I can’t tell when you’re lying.” “I never lie,” I lie.
She loves the serene brutality of the ocean, loves the electric power she felt with each breath of wet, briny air.
He was saying that the end of the world wasn't an accident; it was a joke.
It’s sweet. All this trouble for a kitty.
Because I am about to be devoured by poodles," I quip. "Remember me always, my love.
And stupid. Brave and Stupid." Ravus smiled, but then his smile sagged. "But nothing can stop you from being terrible once you've learned how.