Prepared to fly, even if she has to loose her legs to do it

If there was one truth Evie had learned in her short life, it was that forgiveness was easier to seek than permission. She didn’t plan to ask for either one.

You set fire to my house, killed my family, and ate my dog. But steal my boyfriend? That's a step too far.

I am for hockey. I find I should like to hit something with a stick. -Gemma Doyle Trilogy

Gonzo narrows his eyes. 'How often do you clean that thing?' 'Every night,' the waitress answers. Her smile is strained. 'That's it? Do you know how long it takes for Listeria to grow under those hot lamps, even with ice?' Here we go. 'It can happen in just five hours. Five hours and you've got the salad bar of death!' The waitress looks confused. 'From Listerine?

"Promise. Don't misunderstand me-you are quite vexing." He touches his tender jaw. "And you hit like a man. But you didn't cause his illness. That is his doing."

Prohibition? I drink to its health whenever I can.