Reth laughed. I punched him. It hurt. Me, not him, unfortunately.

Knowing where I came from didn't change who I was.

So who do you want to be?” I smiled, resting my head against his chest. “I’m not sure yet, but I’m looking forward to finding out.

Streams of melting snow.

That's more like it. You're much prettier when you aren't talking. True of most people, I've found.

We sat down and Lend put his arm around me. Every single jaw at the table dropped. "Man," John said, shaking his head. "All this time I was pretty sure you were gay.

Something smashed to the ground. Jack looked at me, all the mugs forgotten. "I'm not going to let anyone kill you." He grinned. "If I don't get to, no one should.