..and me holding this moment that was as fragile as a bird in my hands

It's like scrying into that weird space. There's so much coming out of him, it shouldn't be possible. Do you remember that woman who came in who was pregnant with quadruplets? It was like that, but worse." "He's pregnant?" Blue asked.

holding tight, denying the fact that eventually we all had to let go.

Looking at him like that, I felt like I needed something from him, or somebody, and that probably meant that he also needed something from me, or somebody, but the revelation was like looking at spots on a slide. Knowing that it meant something to somebody wasn't the same as it meaning something to you.

Wow, you're never allowed to sleep late again. You're crankier than a fat guy in stilettos.

I hated it. I hated this. I hated feeling so terrible because of someone else.

Blue tried not to look at Gansey's boat shoes; she felt better about him as a person if she pretended he wasn't wearing them.