It made her eyes fill up with tears, and she for a few more minutes starting it over, replaying it, watching his lips say the words: "We can be lonely together.

Expecting anybody else?" Shane asked Eve. "Your distant cousin Jack the Ripper dropping by too?" "Screw you, Collins.

EVE:so thats the bathroom where shane spends houres doing his hair shane:bite me

As I leafed through the book in front of me and watched the dust swirl in the air, I wondered if maybe there was some evil dormant virus in the pages that would infect me, like the mummy dust that used to kill archaeologists. Death by research. That was not a glorious end.

Shane looked…pale. Pale and shaken and—how predictable was this?—pissed.

One should never create tension between one's footwear.

Hannah leaned against the wall. "Mind if I call shotgun?" Since you're carrying one? Feel free.