Slushes. Do you know how much I love those? Cherry, especially.

Me, I always wanted frost power.” “Frost power?” “Yeah.” Seth gestured dramatically toward my coffee table. “If we’re talking superhero abilities. If I had frost power, I could wave my hand, and suddenly that whole thing would be covered in ice.” “Not frost?” “Same difference.” “How would frost and/or ice power help you fight crime?” “Well, I don’t know that it would. But it’d be cool.

Please don’t get sentimental,” said Jerome. “It’s nauseating.

The world of the dead wonʹt give you up a second time.

I went to bed feeling melancholy, wishing I could have poured out all my fears and insecurities to my mom. Wasn’t that what normal mothers and daughters did?

Some rules are bigger than the universe.

If we could manage any sort of trust again... Well. That would make me happier than you can imagine