Are you really going to work in that?" Maura asked. Blue looked at her clothing. It involved a few thin layering shirts, including one she had altered using a method called shredding. "What's wrong with it?" Maura shrugged. "Nothing. I always wanted an eccentric daughter. I just never realised how well my evil plans were working.

This new world was a vicious, sleek world made of street lights and tight jeans, sharp smiles and fast cars. This was a city, edited. A city, pared down to its bare minimums, beautiful and abusive.

It was the stop that happened when you made up your mind to confess, but your mouth betrayed you in the end.

I'd be happy with this summer if it's all we ever had.

Dying's a boring side effect.

Mother and daughter like spoons in a drawer.

You look like a puppy. Like I'm jingling my keys and you're jumping by the door waiting for your walk" "Woof.