I sense that his drowning but I don't have any idea of how to start to put my hand into the water and save him.

His lips tasted cool and sharp, peppermint, winter, but his hands, soft on the back of my neck, promised long days and summer and forever.

As teenagers, we all see ourselves as outsiders... and it's very easy to look at other people who are more popular, who have more pocket money, and it makes you feel even more like an outsider, and it does shape who you become as a person.

Knowing what I was, and wanting me, anyway.

Sam, I really want to buy a red coffee pot, if they exist," Grace said. "I'll find you one

Watch for the devil. When there’s a god, there’s always a legion of devils.

There is a little narrowing to his eyes at the end of it that makes me understand that this is a test. Whether or not I'm brave enough to go into the stall with Corr after yesterday morning, after I've had time to think about what happened. The thought of it makes my pulse trip. The question is not if I trust Corr. The question is if I trust Sean.