Don't panic. Are you sitting? You probably don't need to sit. Well, possibly. At least lean on something.
Ronan Lynch lived with every sort of secret.
The trees called to me, urging me to abandon what I knew and vanish into the oncoming night. It was a desire that had been tugging me with disconcerting frequency these days.
Okay, outside," the clerk said. "Conversation outside. Bye! Have a nice night!
It's a bomb. Just like you.
If Adam was stupid about his pride, Gansey was stupid about Adam.