Gansey appeared beside Blue in the doorway. He shook his empty bottle at her. "Fair trade," he told her in a way that indicated he had selected a fair-trade coffee beverage entirely so that he could tell Blue that he had selected a fair-trade coffee beverage so that she could tell him well done with your carbon footprint and all that jazz. Blue said, "Better recycle that bottle.

Adam had once told Gansey, "Rags to riches isn't a story anyone wants to hear until after it's done.

Shouldn't you be looking at other cars? You know, car shopping usually involves ... shopping." "I don't shop very well", Grace said. "I just see what I need and get it.

you're like a siren, leading me into dangerous places

Sean looks at me then, his eyes bright, in a way that makes me feel out of sorts. I glare back.

He strode over to the ruined church. This, Blue had discovered, was how Gansey got places - striding. Walking was for ordinary people.

And then I did laugh, even though the future was a dangerous place, because I loved her, and she loved me, and the world was beautiful.