Braiiinnnnssss," we said in unison. "It's both sad and incredibly impressive that you were all ready with that one.

Which is both gross and breathtakingly romantic. He could always have just gone upstairs and brushed his teeth, but he stayed and lurked by the fish for me.

I try to shake it loose-but these ideas, they cling. It's like I'm shackled to them with an iron chain. They rattle along behind me, dragging against the ground, always reminding me of their presence.

She firmly held the theory that everyone gets at least one very stupid superpower.

Something about her suggested that her leisure activities included wrestling large woodland animals and banging bricks together.

And if we get caught, I will claim I made you go. At gunpoint. I am American. People will assume I'm armed.

It's us," Stephen said. "Oh, thank God," said a voice. Callum emerged from behind the Dumpster. Even with all that was going on, it was hard not to take notice of this: he wore only his underpants and his socks and shoes. ...I don't think I hid my staring very well either. "Go ahead and change," Stephen said, handing me the bag. "I'll go and get the car." "Please be quick," Callum added. "This is not as fun as it appears.