An unbearable smug look came over his usually impassive face."Uh-huh. You just keep telling youself that. You looove me." I took a swing at him, but he jumped back nimbly, and all I did was jar my left arm, making it hurt. He laughed at me, then pointed at the woods ouside the window."Pick a tree. I'll go carve our initials in it.
James PattersonBizarre! That's the only word I can use to describe life sometimes. Just freaking bizarre.
James PattersonYou're children. Don't you want a home, a family?" "With, like, vitamin-fortified cereal and educational television?
James PattersonWalking over to Iggy, he poked him with his shoe. "Does anysing on you vork properly?" Iggy rubbed his forehead with one hand. "Well, I have a highly developed sense of irony.
James Patterson