What were you thinking about? When I came in?" "Being Sam," I said. "What a nice thing to be," Grace said. And then she smiled, bigger and bigger, until I felt my expression mirror hers, our noses touching.

Taking risks is not being suicidal. Otherwise, skydivers need serious help.

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

I folded myself against her body, breathing in the smell of my new life and matching my heartbeat to hers" Sam, Linger

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.

At one store, Gansey had started to pay for Blue's potato chips and she'd snatched them away. "I don't want you to buy me food!" Blue said. "If you pay for it, then it's like I'm... be---be---" "Beholden to me?" Gansey suggested pleasantly. "Don't put words into my mouth." "It was your word." "You assumed it was my word. You can't just go around assuming." "But that is what you meant, isn't it?" She scowled. "I'm done with this conversation.

Sam?" Rachel asked. "Do you know you have the saddest sad face ever?