A normal life. Such a simple idea, but it's almost impossible for me to picture.
Did you know Johnny thinks he's Pittacus resurrected?
Are you sure you want us to keep calling you 'Six'?" "You can say it's short for something." "For what? Sixty?
Never underestimate human stupidity.
You know the saying: he who doesn't understand history is doomed to repeat it. And when it's repeated, the stakes are doubled.
I'll come back to you," I say. "I promise you, if it's the last thing I do, I'll come back to you." Her face is buried in my neck. She nods. "I'll count the minutes until you do." she says.