He crossed the street toward the man in the trench coat, which left me with two choices: follow my dad and see what was going on, or do what I was told. I decided on the slightly less dangerous path. I went to retrieve my sister

Now, sorry about that kill-on-sight business.

You're Bes, I guess?" I said. "Yes," he said. "Your car's a mess," Liz muttered. "If one more person rhymes," Emma grumbled, "I'll throw up.

A real man's weapon is his mind.

Happy the Dragon was not so happy.

The House is in the house" Chapter 38

What are you thinking? Nothing. I mean...a lot of things. Kind of all at once.