He turned to face me and his eyes widened. "Are you ?" He sounded a little panicked, like the sight of a crying girl was scarier than anything that had happened over the past forty-eight hours.
Tell me it's not true." He sighed. "Fine. It's not true." ... And yet... "Are you lying?" He rolled his eyes. "Of course I'm lying." "Not cool." I muttered. Kyle shrugged. "I didn't want you to start hyperventilating again." His hair fell over his ey...
Here, eat this. The chicken gives it protein and I got them to hold the bacon bits." We'd watched on cable last week, so I knew it'd be at least a month before she would eat pork again.
If sharks could smile, they'd smile like he was now.
Love's a game where the odds are permanently fixed. The house always wins, and anyone stupid enough to sit at the table is lucky if they walk away with their soul intact.
What a surprise. That boy doesn't have the sense God gave a cactus.
You are not a ghost.' I was sure of that. Wherever the dreams came from, they were not really her. 'Of course I am.' Amy shook her head. 'That is all memories are. Ghosts and demons kicking around upstairs.
