Rambo was a Green Beret," Hannah said. "Please. We eat those army boys for breakfast.

Shut up!" Eve yelled from somewhere upstairs. "Jackass!" "You know, when people say that, I just hear the word awesome.

How you going to stop me, cupcake? Hit me with your book bag?" "If I have to.

Don’t,” Michael said. It was soft, and it was a warning, through and through. “You try to hurt her again and I’ll pull your arm off.

I am sorry my decisions do not meet with your approval, but nevertheless, they are mine, and the consequences are also mine.

Take the back door," she said. "Claire, you and your strang friend-" "Eve," they both said simultaneously, and Eve held out her fst for a bump. "Or, you could call me Eve the Great, Mistress of All She Surveys. Eve for short.

Hello! Your dear father is unfortunately very dead," he called. "And you said my dispersal system would never work!