A little known fact: I read all the time. books were the one thing that got me out of Gatlin, even if it was only for a little while.

Maybe Ridley was like chicken pox; you could only catch it once.

She didn't say a work, and I gave up trying, because you couldn't hear either one of us over the shattering noise of hearts breaking and the looming shadow of the last word, the one we refused to say.

Hey Rid?" She stopped and turned to look at him, almost ruefully. Like she couldn't help what she was any more then a shark could help being a shark, but if she could... "Yeah, Shrinky Dink?" "You're not all bad." She looked right at him and almost smiled. "You know what they say. Maybe I'm just drawn that way.

Ethan thought he was doing the right thing. He knew it was crazy. And he didn’t want to go, but he had to anyway. Ethan was like that. Even if he was dead. He saved the world, but he shattered mine. What now?

There are lots of things we choose not to see. Doesn't mean they aren't there, even if we wish they weren't.

I almost ran you down, remember? I have to be nice to you, so you don't have me arrested.