Yeah, right. The things that I'm afraid of? You wouldn't even believe." "You're afraid to trust me.
Kami GarciaI stared at the creased map on my wall, the thin green line connecting all the places I had read about. There they were, all the cities of my imaginary future, held together with tape and marker and pins. In six months, a lot had changed. There was no thin green line that could lead me to my future anymore. Just a girl.
Kami GarciaI sat up in bed. My T-shirt was soaking wet. My pillow was wet. My hair was wet. And my room was sticky and humid.
Kami Garcia