I pulled Lena's necklace out of my pocket. I let the charms roll around in my palm, but they were tangled and meaningless without her. The necklace was heavier than I imagined, or maybe it was the weight of my conscience.

I'd ridden to school with Link every day since kindergarten, when we became best friends after he gave me half his Twinkie on the bus. I only found out later it had fallen on the floor.

You're incredibly, absolutely, extremely, supremely, unbelievably different.

You couldn't unburn the books. You could only buy new ones.

I don't want ta hear that kinda dirty talk comin' from you." "What, fanny? Fanny fanny fanny!

You couldn't take two roads. And once you were on one, there was no going back.

I needed to touch her, like I needed to breathe.