Bennett Marco: What's your name? Eugenie Rose Chaney: Eugenie. Bennett Marco: Pardon? Eugenie Rose Chaney: No kidding, I really meant it. Crazy French pronounciation and all. Bennett Marco: It's pretty. Eugenie Rose Chaney: Thank you. Bennett Marco: ...
Mr. Hayes: All right, Billy. I know it sounds tought, but we are going to get you out! I promise you. I don't want you to get stupid and pull anything. They can play with your sentence. All right. Now, I'm putting 500 dollars in the bank. Anything yo...
Do you remember,” he said, “when we first met and I told you I was ninety percent sure putting a rune on you wouldn’t kill you—and you slapped me in the face and told me it was for the other ten percent?” Clary nodded. “I always figured a...
Then one morning she’d begun to feel her sorrow easing, like something jagged that had cut into her so long it had finally dulled its edges, worn itself down. That same day Rachel couldn’t remember which side her father had parted his hair on, an...
