I pout my lower lip for a second, but then I grin as the pieces come together in my mind. "THAT'S why you like me!" I exclaim. "Because you're not very nice either! It makes so much more sense now.

Before we sit down, he puts his mouth next to my ear and says, “I like your hair that way.

Maybe there's more we all could have done, but we just have to let the guilt remind us to do better next time.

I have your back. I didn't mean only when it's easy. All the time.

You won," Four mutters. "Stop." I wipe the sweat from my forehead. He stares at me. His eyes are too wide; they look alarmed.

Take a person’s memories, and you change who they are.

Learning how to think in the midst of fear is a lesson that everyone needs to learn.