Could it be? Samantha Kingston? Home? On a Friday?โ I roll my eyes. โI donโt know. Did you do a lot of acid in the sixties? Could be a flashback.โ โI was two years old in 1960. I came too late for the party.โ He leans down and pecks me on the head. I pull away out of habit. โAnd Iโm not even going to ask how you know about acid flashbacks.โ โWhatโs an acid flashback?โ Izzy crows. โNothing,โ my dad and I say at the same time, and he smiles at me.
Lauren OliverIt's an incredible thing, how you can feel so taken care of by someone and yet feel, also, like you would die or do anything just for the chance to protect him back.
Lauren OliverAnd even if she isnโtโeven if by some miracle, she survived the escape and has been squeezing out a living in the Wildsโshe would never join forces with the resisters. She would never be violent or vengeful. Not Lena, who used to practically faint when she pricked a finger, who couldnโt even lie to a teacher about being late. She wouldnโt have the stomach for it.
Lauren OliverThe first time I saw you, at the Governor, I handn't been to watch the birds at the border in years. But that's what you reminded me of. You were jumping up, and you were yelling something, and your hair was coming loose from your ponytail, and you were so fast..." He shakes his head. "Just a flash, and then you were gone, Exactly like a bird.
Lauren OliverStep on a crack , you'll break your mama's back. Step on a stone, you'll end up all alone. Step on a stick, you're bound to get the Sick. Watch where you tread, you'll bring out all the dead. - A common children's playground chant, usually accompanied by jumping rope or clapping.
Lauren OliverMaybe you can afford to wait. Maybe for you there's a tomorrow. Maybe for you there's one thousand tomorrows, or three thousand, or ten, so much time you can bathe in it, roll around it, let it slide like coins through you fingers. So much time you can waste it. But for some of us there's only today. And the truth is, you never really know.
Lauren Oliver