And than suddenly he was there, charging down the hallway like death in a cowboy duster.
Richelle MeadEscape plan number seventeen," I told her. "Run away and open a juice stand in Fresno." "Why Fresno?" "Sounds like the kind of place people drink a lot of juice.
Richelle MeadYou and I have been through too much together. We're too close, too connected. I wasn't that crazy on spirit when I said you're my flame in the dark. We chase away the shadows around each other. Our backgrounds don't matter. What we have is bigger than that. I love you, and beneath all that logic, calculation, and superstition, I know you love me too.
Richelle MeadI felt my heart breaking all over again. Why? Why had this happened to us? Why was the universe so cruel?
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