Oh my God. What in—” I was going to be killed by two generations of beautiful women. While naked. “Mom,” Isabel snapped, interrupting. “Do you mind not staring? It’s totally perv.

He lifted his eyes to the girl. She looked afraid. She always looked afraid, these days. The world was a scary place. She said: "Take me with you." He woke up.

Once upon a time I would’ve leaped at the rare opportunity of curling up with Mom on the couch. But now it sort of felt like too little too late. I had someone else waiting for me.

I had risked everything, and I had nothing to show for it but my open hand, lying empty and palm up toward the ceiling.

Did you know you get one happy day for every one you catch?... One happy day for every falling leaf you catch" -sam

Misty of Chincoteague', 'The Black Stallion', the 'Saddle Club' books, I read 'em all. I was horse-crazy.

When you traffic in monsters, that's the risk you run, that you'll find one too monstrous to stomach.