That night, like every other night since Iโd met her, I curled Grace into my arms, listening to her parentsโ muffled movements in the living room. They were like busy little brainless birds, fluttering in and out of their nest at all hours of the day or night, so involved in the pleasure of nest building that they hadnโt noticed that it had been empty for years.
Maggie StiefvaterAdam wasn't certain what came first with Blue--her treating the boys as friends, or them all becoming friends. It seemed to Adam that this circular way to build relationships required a healthy amount of self-confidence to undertake. And it was a strange sort of magic that it felt like she'd always been hunting for Glendower with them.
Maggie Stiefvater