So what's your team called?" asked Kate, twisting her legs into a pretzel-like configuration, "We're called the Winmates because we're inmates who win." Kate looked back and forth at Reynie and Constance, searching their expression for signs of delight. "You gave yourselves a name?" asked Constance. Now it was Kate's turn to be baffled. "You didn't? How can you have a team without a name?

Was it worse for him, Reynie wondered, to have felt loved and then rejected? Or was it worse to have always felt alone?

Every great thinker keeps a journal, you know.

... Speaking of which, the boys weren't actually touching the breifcases in the trunk, I hope?" Wondering how Milligan knew, Kate stuck her head out the office door and gave Reynie and Sticky a warning look. They nodded and tried to close the trunk as quietly as possible. "They aren't now anyway." "Good," Milligan said, picking up his duffel bag. "I'd hate to have to speak sternly to them again. It embarasses me to be so ineffective.

Rules and school are tools for fools! I don't give two mules for rules.

Poor Kate,"said Constance,"she's lost her marbles.

May your adventures bring you closer together, even as they take you far away from home.