There was, like, this black hole where the world used to be, and we were both falling toward it. What could we hold on to?
Rick YanceyI am a shark, Cassie," he says slowly, drawing the words out, as if he might be speaking to me for the last time. Looking into my eyes with tears in his, as if he's seeing me for the last time. "A shark who dreamed he was a man.
Rick YanceyI thought I knew what loneliness was before he found me, but I had no clue. You don't know what real loneliness is until you've known the opposite.
Rick Yancey