In the war room, love? What if someone comes in?” I stood and removed his shirt. “Then they’ll have a good story to tell.” “Good?” He adopted the pretense of being offended. “Prove me wrong.

Positive thoughts lead to positive results.

It’s your fault. I was defending you!” I blurted. He paused. “In protecting my honor, you exposed months of work. I should be flattered?

In the end, only Leif believed that you were still alive. He thought you might be hiding somewhere, playing a game. As the rest of us grieved, Leif searched the jungle for you day after day.” “When did he finally stop?” I asked. “Yesterday.

Every person has the latent ability to read minds and influence the physical world without touching it, but they don't have the ability to connect with the power source.

You're easily distracted by the pattern of the cloth and can't see the quality of the threads.

I did what any good rat would do. I bit down on the guard's hand until I tasted blood.