Grace,” I said, very softly. “Say something.” Sam,” she said, and I crushed her to me.
I’d always thought I was above being fascinated by anyone but myself.
...she made her home in between the pages of books.
that's because it's from the night, and the night keeps secrets
It's only because I've lived with brothers that I realize, after a moment, that he's not looking outside but rather inside, wrestling with something inside himself. And there's nothing for it but to wait.
Did you just tell that man you went potty on yourself?" "You. Shut. Up,"I hissed back furiously and chucked the scrubs at his head. "Hurry up before they find out I didn't wet myself. You seriously owe me.