She was the most private person I knew, not even telling herself what her feelings were until she found a logical reason to justify them.
I wanted to make decisions on who I loved by who completed me, made me feel good about myself. Who I could love freely and help make a better person by just being there.
Eight? Was it really eight? Adrenaline or not, this was an insane time to be up. That was humanity’s problem right there. They were brain damaged from the early sun.
My kids know you can make it if you take risks and work hard. That we can work in the system you lunkers set up. That’s all a parent really needs to give his child. That, and how to love someone with all your soul.
Vampires and five-year-olds played by the same rules, and both threw tantrums when they lost.
Who in hell bought a mug with blue butterflies on it!” I shouted, slamming it on the counter beside the stove. “We are serious people doing serious things! I don’t have time for butterflies!
I hadn’t wished for Trent in my life, but now that I had him, I was more confused, more heartbroken than I’d ever been. Trent was willing to sacrifice everything for me, but I didn’t know if I could let him.
I may be a pawn,” I said as I locked my shaking knees. “But I’ve been to the other side and survived the trip back and can move like a queen.
Jenks made a face as he levered himself up on the sill. “Much as I enjoy this horrific outpouring of estrogen, I’m going to go say good-bye to my wife. Let me know when you’re ready. I’ll be in the garden – probably next to the stink weed.
All right, all right! Don’t lose your panties. No, wait. You don’t have any, do you?
I glanced at the pain charms draped around my neck, thinking I looked like a drunken prostitute at Mardi Gras.
Try not to get enthralled, okay?
My God, you have beautiful hair in the firelight,” he said softly, and I blinked. “It’s like your thoughts, all cinnamon and wild untamed. I’ve always liked your hair.
But they’re dying. The church, I mean,” she added as I met her eyes. “No new members. It’s sad, really. The.
I am not going to live with regret for not having tried.
I asked, looking at the jukebox, now totally out of place, like a British police call box on the deck of the Titanic.
It’s said that the reason the elves and demons began their war is because of a broken alliance,” he said, the world-weary damage to his face making him look wise. “I’ve always found it to be true – that the best of friends make the bitterest of enemies. Elves and demons, forever fighting. Who is to say that demons weren’t the slaves of elves first?
Learning to understand those you hate and fear is harder. I.
If you don’t say it’s wrong, then you’re telling them you agree.
We don’t forget, Rachel, and it’s not as if it was our ancestors who were betrayed. It was us.