Maybe you'll win when hell freezes over." He raised an eyebrow. "That could be easily arranged.
This is the gate between the living and the dead", he said. "You are still living. The others on the grounds died very long time ago." A chill ran through me. "And you?" "Me?" The corner of his mouth twitched. "I rule the dead. I am not one of them
What are you and Henry going to do tonight anyway?" "My secret," I said, and when I walked around to see the look on her face, I rolled my eyes. "Not that. What are you and Xander going to do?" "That." She gave me an impish look, and I scowled. "What...
Can I try something?" I said. "If you dont' like it, I'll stop.
I care," he said in a trembling voice. "I care so much that I do not know how to tell you without it seeming inconsequential compared to how I feel. Even if I am distant at times and seem as if I do not want to be with you, it is only because this sc...
- Algunas veces lo único que podemos hacer es decir adiós. - ¿Es un sueño entonces?¿O es que...es real? -¿Hay alguna norma que conozca que diga que no puede ser ambas cosas a la vez?
La vida de Henry era tan frágil como la de Xander o la de mi madre, y sentí que empezaba a resquebrajarme. Me abrumaba tener que luchar sola por él. Henry se había quedado en el banquillo porque yo lo había obligado, porque lo había llevado all...
Keep trying until you have no more chances left.
