This car was a very pretty lie.
You're getting your weird all over me.
Ronan didn't need physics. He could intimidate even a piece of plywood into doing what he wanted.
Thanks,” I say, and Finn looks uncomfortable. Mum used to say he was like a faerie; he didn't like to be thanked. I add, “Sorry.
Shhhhhh, shhhhhh, says the sea, but I don't believe her.
Knowing what I was, and wanting me, anyway.