Sometimes, your eyes see something your brain doesn't. You pick up a nmewspaper and yourhead gives you a phrase that you didn't consciously read yet. You walk into a room and you realize something's out of place before you've bothered to properly look. I felt that happening now." "Sam's thoughts on page 304 of Linger.

It seemed like the best weapons in my life had always been the most innocuous: empty plastic bins, a blank CD, an unmarked syringe, my smile in a dark room.

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

I remember being intrigued by the idea of school-in-a-box, just-add-water-and-Sam.

She kissed me harder, breath huffing into my mouth, and bit my lip. Oh, hell that was amazing. I growled before I could stop myself.

If she and Sam ever had kids, they'd be gluten-intolerant out of self-defence.

I don't think I'd like to argue with you," I say. "I think it would be a very dissatisfying pastime.