So I need the story, Jenna. I need the truth. Right, like the two are the same thing.

But sticking to rules just because they're there does not make them right. You need to learn when the rules should be broken.

The familiar was usually invisible; how many people really noticed everything they saw?

As a doc, though, I've seen what happens when people are under a lot of stress. Doesn't always bring out their best. When people are scared, they get angry. They'll do things they never thought they would. They'll bargain and compromise in order to survive; they'll chase after miracle cures and believe just about anything so long as it gives them hope. When hope fails, then watch out. Some people get brutal. They'll turn on each other; they'll become their own worst enemies.

She's got the kind of ethereal, unselfconscious beauty some young girls possess that breaks your heart. Or theirs.

The things you think about when you're a hair's breath away from getting yourself killed.

The grief in her green eyes slips then hardens and, for an instant, Pendleton sees the woman she has become and has no right being, not at sixteen.