It's so strange. Everything can be going alone just great, and then one day, whack, you're blindsided-- a lousy, crammy blow you didn't see coming.
It wasn’t because the lions were particularly hungry. The humans had been nothing compared to the eighteen-hundred-pound Cape buffalo, the pride’s more typical prey. The cars had been like boxes full...
Iggy’s spine tightened, his face like ice. When he’d been at the School, they’d tried to surgically enhance his night vision. Now he was blind forever. Oops.
If you're in the room, I want to be next to you. If you're gone, I think about you. You're who I want to talk to. In a fight, I want you at my back. When we're together the sun is shining. When we're...
If you're going to look back on something and laugh about it, you might as well laugh about it now...Things are almost never as bad as they first seem. Loosen up, girlfriend... you could giggle more i...
I want my room to smell just like this. Iggy inhaled deeply as the scents flame-broiled burgers and hot french fries wafted around us. 'it would be an improvement.' I agreed.
I moved to leave, and Dylan actually grabbed me by my shoulders. I was so surprised that I forgot to karate-chop his elbows and break his arms.
I love you more than I love goats, and you know how I feel about goats, Gaby said.
I know you might not believe this, but slogging through a foreign European forest in the dead of night with an ex-Eraser, a talking dog, and two kids who depend on you for their lives—well, not as muc...
I had to give him props, but how annoying of him to be a hero when I was trying so hard to dislike him. It was downright selfish.
I had survived the plagues of Africa, bullets and near death on the killing field. I’d survived the blade at my neck, only to lose my life to a virus inside a clean German clinic. I
I decided that every rule in the Hills Village Middle School Code of Conduct should be worth a certain number of points, depending on how hard it was to break. Of course, this meant I could get into s...
I am SAM, and this is my latest mission. This one’s like a cross between a house of cards and a hand grenade with a missing pin. One wrong move, and—BOOM! The whole thing comes down. I’ve got to be in...
Human existence must be a kind of error. It is bad today and every day it will get worse, until the worst of all happens. My own philosophy was a little cheerier than Schopenhauer’s,
However, using insidious and irresistible mind-control techniques such as offering us Mountain Dew and a ton of nachos, the naval bigwigs had managed to corral us in this room for a debriefing.
However, I had been hoping that Donald Trump would just drop me off in one of his helicopters.
How do we do this? Uncle Josh asked. We divide them up, read through them one at a time, I said, dealing out the files as if they were an oversized poker hand. I’m a chef, not a lawyer, Paul said, sho...
He’s wearing a dog tag. His name is Henry Webb. His unit is called BLM. What does it mean? Black Like Me. A solidarity movement, I suppose.
Here’s something that might not occur to you: If a state trooper sees a weird, patchwork Toyota Echo hurtling down I-95, and it looks like half of a small country is immigrating to the States in this...
He was the anchor in the water, while you rocked up and down on the waves.