The early summer sky was the color of cat vomit. Of course, Tally thought, you’d have to feed your cat only salmon-flavored cat food for a while, to get the pinks right.

He squeezed her hand. "Then I'll come get you, wherever you are when it happens. We'll be okay." "But what about everybody else?" He stared out across the river, nodding slowly. "My guess is, everybody else is in big trouble.

You and David could both be right. Maybe human beings are programmed … to help one another, even to fall in love. But just because it's human nature doesn't make it bad, Tally. Besides, we had a whole city of pretties to choose from, and we chose each other."-Zane

the parties are no fun until everyone gets drunk

Maybe kissing is sort of like nature's coffee. -Jonathan

Ah. So he's forgotten the most important rule of warfare. Which is... That nothing ever goes to plan.

Perhaps it's worth saying again: One reader's discomfort should never stand in the way of another reader's survival.