On the morning of the fourth day, Jamie tipped a switchblade out of his box of cornflakes. โI think these promotional campaigns have really got out of hand,โ he said, freezing with his hand on the milk carton. โOne shiny free knife with every packet of cereal bought is not a good message to send out to the kiddies.
Sarah Rees BrennanI donโt know what I saw. It couldโve been a hallucination. You get those from sniffing glue.โ โYouโve never sniffed glue!โ โIโve smelled glue,โ Jamie said after a pause. โIn art class.
Sarah Rees BrennanYou couldn't do it?" Rob Lynburn sneered. "I know her," Ash said in a low voice. "I can't... hurt someone I know.
Sarah Rees BrennanI'm sorry about your face." Jamie looked over his shoulder, and touched the demon's mark crawling along his jaw with the back of his hand. "Sorry about saving all our lives by doing something you had to do?" "Oh no," Nick said blandly. "I just meant, you know. Generally.
Sarah Rees BrennanI don't think you're weak," Jared said. "I want to guard you because you are important to me. Because you are - God, this is going to sound so stupid, I can never think of a way to say it - you are precious. I can never think of how to describe the value you have to me, because all the words for value suggest that you belong to me, and you don't.
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