Kat looked down at her lemonade. 'Do you think he betrayed the love of his life...because of us?''She used the name Romani, Kat,' was Gabrielle's answer. 'And besides...' She let the words draw out. Her gaze went to the distance, and there was a sense of peace in the way she said, 'WE'RE the love of his life.' She raised her glass again. 'To family.
~ Ally Carter
What kind of plan B? Hale asked. He was almost holding his breath when a voice answered, My kind. Macey tried to read the look on his face then, but it was gone in a flash. It had been a simple moment of peace and joy and pure happiness. That voice made Hale happy. It kept him calm. It was his backup and his conscience. Macey couldn't help herself, she envied him.
I came back, Uncle Eddie. Last year, after the Henley, I could have gone to any school in the world -- I could have done anything, but I came back. You ran away, Katarina. And now I'm back. You're still running.
I don't understand boys.
Its VermeerKat turned to the boy who lingered in the doorway. It's stolenWhat can I say? Hale eased behind her and studied the painting over her shoulder. I met a very nice man who bet me he had the best security system in Istanbul. His breath was warm on the back of her neck. He was mistaken.
I sprung you because I've got a message for youdoesn't your family own a cell phone company?only a little one
Teenage girls read in packs. It's true today, and it was true when I was a teen growing up in a small town in northeast Oklahoma.
