At the door to the helicopter, Gansey looked bad over his shoulder at them, his smile complicated when he saw them holding hands.

I could live inside a G major chord, with Grace, if she was willing.

That was pretty much all you needed to know about Cole, right there. He saw something he didn't quite understand, liked it, and took it to be his.

Maura whirled towards Blue. "Blue, if you ever see that man again, you just walk the other way." "No," Calla corrected. "Kick him in the nuts. Then run the other way.

You are being self-pitying." "I'm nearly done. You don't have much more of this to bear." "I like you better this way." "Crushed and broken," Gansey said. "Just the way women like 'em.

I'm quite happy for that smile, because Dad told me once you should be grateful for the gifts that are the rarest.

I'm a dirt road out in the country kind of person, but I remember thinking, I could live in Chicago.