I can't wait to tell him one day," she says with a giggle. "'Hey, Chaz, guess what? We knew where your precious car was all the time.' I'd like to take a photo of his face. What do you think?" "I reckon I'd smile really nicely in the photo," Santangelo says behind me, yanking me out of the way, "knowing that you'll be keeping it under your pillow for the rest of your life.
Melina MarchettaWhat is it? A prize or something? No. It's not a prize and I'm not a prize. But it's mine. It belongs to me and I can only give it away once, and I want to be so sure when it happens. I don't want to say that the first time for me was bad or it didn't mean a thing.
Melina MarchettaHe bursts out laughing. It's short, as if he regretted allowing me to make him laugh, but the satisfaction's already mine.
Melina MarchettaA blind man can see what she feels for you and you for her. Your souls are not merely entwined; they are fused.
Melina MarchettaShe made a sound of regret. โWe come second, you and I, Luc-ien,โ she said. โOur allegiance is always to our kingdoms. Without that allegiance, our people would fall.โ She placed her head back against his chest and he felt her tears. โThis is not our time.โ โBut that will never mean I love you less,โ he said.
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