Gazzy called over to me I can't see anything!
So the first thing we're gonna do," I told him, "is push you off the roof.
We will destroy you, the Flyboys droned. You have no escape. That was the most imaginative, threatening thing the whitecoats had programmed these 'droids to say? Talk about lame, Fang muttered.
I didn't know a van could go up on two wheels like that, for so long. -Nudge
Fang's hand gently smoothed my hair off my neck. My breath froze in my chest, and every sense seemed hyperalert. His hand stroked my hair again, so softly, and then trailed across my neck and shoulder...
There was something I needed to say. "Sorry. About before."Fang shot a sideways glance at me, his eyes dark and inscrutable, as always. He looked back out at the water. I didn't expect any more...
Fang felt a cold jolt, then dismissed it. Max wasn't dead. He would know, somehow. He would have felt it. The world still felt the same to him; therefore, Max was still in it.
Don't ever leave me again, I said in a tiny voice.I won't, he promised into my hair, sounding most un-Fang-like. I won't. Not ever.
That was the funniest thing I'd heard in days.You're kidding, right? PLEASE tell me you have a stronger motive for me than 'fair is fair.' Life isn't FAIR, Dean....Nothing is fair, EVER. That's the...
What happened to your tan?--FangIt was dirt. --Max
Did you know that wasn't me, the other Max?" I asked."Yeah.""When?""Right away.""How?" I persisted. "We look identical. She even had identical scars and scratches. She was wearing my clothes. How...
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if you don't understand something, you can't approximate it. You're really just guessing.
Read me back the last line. 'Read me back the last line,' read back the corporal who could take...