I'm a teacher still, but with a much larger classroom.

How does it taste?” Carter wondered. Zia smiled. “Stick out your tongue.” To answer Carter’s question, the tattoo tasted like burning car tires. “Ugh.” I spit a blue gob of “order and harmony” into the fountain.

We’re on the moon,” Sadie murmured. “El Paso, Texas,” Bast corrected.

Even strength must bow to wisdom sometimes.

Like some helpful person (hi, Mom) has tried to "'clean'" it, and suddenly you can't find anything?

You'd think he'd ran out off rocks," I muttered

Run!” Piper said. “We are running!” Jason picked up the speed. “Run better!” Leo shouted.