She taught me all about real sacrifice. That it should be done from love, not misplace disgust for another person's genetics.

I don't believe it is more important to move forward than to know the truth.

Sometimes,” he says, sliding his arm across my shoulders, “people just want to be happy, even if it’s not real.

I wish we were alone,” he says. “I almost always wish that,” I say.

No matter how long you train someone to be brave, you never know if they are or not until something real happens.

Drink this," she says. "What is it?" my throat feels swollen. I swallow hard. "What's going to happen?" "Can't tell you that. Just trust me." I press air from my lungs and tip the contents of the vial into my mouth. My eyes close.

Leave her out of this" "Why? Because you're doing her? Oh wait, I forgot. Stiffs don't do that sort of thing