Gazzy: "Just Ten?" Angel: "No." Gazzy: "Five?" Angel: "No.

It was like meeting someone out of your dreams, or fantasies, or a beloved character from a favorite book.

I looked into her eyes. "Mom, who do you pray to?" I just pray, Daniel. That's all.

When are you going to trust me Max?" asked Fang. "When I go completely bonkers," I laughed.

The receptionist looked us over, then went back to typing something incredibly urgent—like her résumé́ for another job.

Yes," I said. "My name is seven-five-nine-nine-three-nine-ex-dash-one. Junior.

you'll see, jαne,' he promised her. 'you'll forget me, αnd it won't hurt tomorrow. besides, you sαid it yourself: love meαns you cαn never be αpαrt. so we'll never be αpαrt, jαne, becαuse i love you so much. i'll αlwαys, αlwαys love you.