And I got out of there without punching anyone, kicking anyone, or breaking down in tears. Some days the small victories are all you achieve.
She re-read his email four times, feeling offended and breathless, like he had casually grabbed her head and stuffed it into a pile of wet leaves.
I had an absurd desire to go down to her and make sure she was all right, and stay with her until dawn. I also had a fierce wish to bludgeon the two frat boys to death with a shovel.
Ah, mate. My soul loves yours. It does. But this lifetime, my body won’t get on board.
Did you call me here just to deliver this monologue? Did I need to be here?
Everyone knew you shouldn’t go biting into fruit offered to you by magical creatures in the woods, even if you’d thought until just five minutes ago that such stories were, you know, only stories.
No, her I brought back because…” Niko lifted his chin toward the moon. “She’s magical.””I get that, if by ‘magical’ you mean ‘hot.'””I also mean magical.
Another lesson to file away about Scotland: insulting other people in a childish manner was the national pastime.
That was how people got through life, he supposed: by acknowledging death and telling it, “Not today.
But the thought of New Zealand instantly sent her mind to Watson, the possibly-Australian, possibly-Kiwi, definitely paranormal young fellow with videos of dead guys on his phone.
I’ve given her signs! I’ve given her plenty of signs. What does she want me to do? Slap him across the face with my glove, and challenge him to pistols at dawn?
So we came to say hello. To the world’s grouchiest person. Because that’s such fun.
Enjoying your Christmas in the land of the dead? Fun and different, right?
And he had a dog, a nice dog. He couldn’t be too evil or dangerous if he had such a great dog.
Eventually the real world intruded again, and Sophie had to return to campus—woefully behind on homework, but incandescently in love.
College isn’t half as much fun as they told us it was going to be.””It’s not one-hundredth as much fun.
Hermes, we love you,” Hades said, “but you rarely do as you’re told, and you always do as you wish, and I haven’t the slightest idea what you’d do with an immortality fruit, but I’m sure it would be both creative and disastrous.
Disheartened, enraptured, and strangely lightheaded, Grady emerged from the trees and walked back through town to the island bridge, his ankles and hands marked up with thorn scratches.
…”There’s really no way I can explain it to her without *still* sounding like scum,” I complained to Sinter.”The ‘sympathy shack-up’ doesn’t score many points,” he agreed.*
You’re lucky I’m drawn to things that are sick and weird. Makes it so I can actually still like you.
You’re being nicer to me than I’ve been to you lately,” I said.”Yes, I am. But then, Hitler was nicer to Poland than you’ve been to me lately.
Being around her now was nine parts bliss and one part torment. And he wanted it to last as long as possible.