The kiss was the definition of perfect. True, it lacked the heat, the passion, the breathlessness of the living-world kiss she had given Milos, but this had something greater. More than a flash of fire, it had an unbreakable, perhaps eternal bond of connection. Mikey had transformed back into himself by the end of the kiss, and the moment their lips parted he knew, as he should have known long, long ago, that no one - not Milos, not another Afterlight, not anyone in any world - could ever come between him and Allie, from now until the day they met their maker.
Neal ShustermanBecause if their own parents didn't care enough about them to keep them, who would want them in Heaven?
Neal ShustermanIncredible. It never ceases to amaze Starkey how far society will go to protect the children it loves and to discard the ones it doesnโt.
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