Knowing Myrnin, there could be anything inside, from a body he'd forgotten about to his dirty laundry.

but sometimes optimism is the only drug that works. But it’s sadly temporary in its effects.

Hold on, Claire Bear! Next stop, Crazytown!

Nobody's cut out for this town," Shane said. "Nobody sane anyway." "Says the kid who came back." "Yeah, kind of proves my point.

Silver nitrate and water in a super soaker," he told her. "My own invention. Ought to be good at twenty feet, kind of like wasp spray." Oh. "You get me the nicest things." "Anybody can get jewelry. Posers

News flash, lady. There are no queens anymore,” Shane said. He loaded shells in a shotgun and snapped it shut, then searched for a place to strap it on that didn’t interfere with the flamethrower. “No queens, no kings, no emperors. Not in America. Only CEOs. Same thing, but not so many crowns.

Of course, I thought I was badass at sixteen, too. Wait, I was badass at sixteen. Oh, yeah.