i miss you so much it's giving me a pain in my pancreas.

What tinfoil?" he asked.

With that, I splashed some water on my face, fixed on a smile, and stepped out. I would find Jerome. I would make him explain to me what I was missing. We would laugh, then we would kiss with tongue, and all would be well.

We Deveauxs preferred to talk you to death, rather than face you in physical combat.

Her kung fu is that powerful.

The funny thing about stop signs is that they're also start signs.

I don't know if there is actually more rain here in England, or if it was just that the rain seemed to be so deliberately annoying. Every drop hit the window with a peevish "Am I bothering you? Does this make you cold and wet? Oh, sorry.