“The whole thing made me a little wrist-slitty.”
“Did you wake up on the stupid side of the bed this morning?”
“School sucks. I'm dropping out and becoming a truck stop waitress. I think i'll change my name to Flo and get a really bad perm. Flo the truck stop waitress with a bad perm doesn't need high school. She lives off the knowledge of life.”
“She stretched out her arm and locked her little finger around mine to signify the most solemn vow a six year old could make. 'I won't tell anyone. Pinky-promise.”
“The 'sitch'? Did you watch that Kim Possible movie again? You know it only makes you sad that you don't have a naked mole-rat of your very own.'
'One, I've been watching Buffy, not Kim Possible. And two, it is so not fair that Dad won't let me get a Rufus when he lets Angel keep that stupid turtle.”
“Why did you come back here, then? Why risk it? Couldn’t you find a place where you wouldn’t have any other Packs to deal with?”
He cupped my face in his hands, his thumb gently brushing a snowflake from my eyelashes.
“You know why I came back.”
My heart started beating against my ribcage as if it was trying to break free. “The fried chicken they serve at The Farmhouse?”
“I came back for you, Scout.”
I had to say something. Something clever. Something dazzling. Something to make this moment perfect.
“I hope the snow sticks.”
“Vampires? You think vampires are real? Seriously?"
"The werewolf is asking me if I believe in vampires?”
“nothing feels quite so good as pouring salt in an open wound.”
“There's an old adage about everything looking better in the morning light. I'm guessing that whoever thought of that had never been punched in the face.”
“He scowled at the world in general, and me in particular.”
“What Alex and I shared was preternaturally right. I couldn't give him up no more than I could give up breathing. Did that mean that I loved Charlie any less? No. It just meant I couldn't be with him.”
“John Davis smells like Play-Doh. When we were in elementary school, it wasn’t a big deal. I mean, we were kids. Play-Doh was pretty high on the awesome scale. But there comes a time when a guy should stop smelling like crafting supplies and develop a more manly scent, like campfire or gym floor.”
“The first thing I noticed as we exited the theater was how much colder it was than when we arrived. The second thing I noticed was how slick the sidewalk was. I didn’t notice that it was snowing until I was sprawled on the pavement.
“Scout! Are you okay?” Alex’s face loomed above me.
“I think I broke my butt.”
“It would be like The Rock versus Seth Green. Now, tell me who he is”
“Ground Control to Major Spazz. Can you hear me, Major Spazz?”
“I supposed that if I had a third eye in the middle of my forehead she would want one of those too. “You don’t want a fake orange tan, Munchkin.”
“Yes, I do,” she insisted. “It’s pretty.”
Alex was amused. “Oh, I think so too. Very pretty and informative. I have always wondered what the female Oompa-Loompas looked like.”
“Wolfsbane? Seriously? Leave it to Charlie.”
“Finally, after several more breathless moments, he straightened, disentangling his limbs from mine. “That’s how you should be kissed. Every single time.” And then he patted my head like a small child and walked away.”
“Here she was at eight, with the chemistry set she’d begged for at Christmas. Her father was beside her in this one, showing her a picture of the periodic table, explaining how everything on earth, everything in the universe, even—people, starfish, cement, bicycles, and far-off planets—was made up of a combination of these elements. “Isn’t it amazing to think of, Ruthie?” he’d asked. Ruthie had found the idea that we were only a series of neatly constructed puzzle pieces or building blocks vaguely unsettling—even at eight, she wanted there to be more to it than that.”
“Wow.” Chase looked pleased with himself. “If I had known that teaching would get you to listen to me, I would’ve tried this much earlier.” “Well, you’re a better teacher than Hansel,” I said. “Can you tell Hansel that?” Chase grinned. “Can I be there when you tell Hansel that?”
“Don't cry because it's over; smile because it happened. And if you can't do that, force a smile on your face and sob into your pillow later.”
“Rich people show their appreciation through favors. When everyone you know has more money than they know what to do with, money stops being a useful transactional tool. So instead you offer favors. Deals. Quid pro quos. Things that involve personal involvement rather than money. Because when you're that rich, your personal time is your limiting factor.”
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