Curiosity is what lets a young mind grow and keeps an old mind young.
Corey--who’d been walking ahead with Sam--let out a whistle. He gestured to a tractor trailer, pulling out of what looked like a parking lot.We jogged up to Corey and Sam.Please don’t be closed for th...
Corey was already gone, heading for the stairs again. He took them two at a time. Then he pitched forward, hands clutching his head as he let out something between a moan and a strangled cry.Daniel ra...
By the time I caught up, the man was facedown with Daniel on his back, as if he’d knocked him flying clear off the porch. Knocked the radio from his hand, too. It lay a few feet from the man’s outstre...
Before we left town, Antonio pulled into a strip mall and went in to get subs and salads, leaving Clay and me half naked and bleeding in the car, and Cain unconscious in the trunk. No wonder I was anx...
Barnes in there? he asked, meaning the principal.I shook my head. Haven’t seen him. Ms. Morales was around, though.Yeah, I talked to her. She says I need to talk to Barnes. Late once too often this we...
As we walked, he’d been looking around. I asked what he was looking for.Someplace private, he said.So we can talk more? That’s so sweet.He laughed. Talking’s good, but the bell’s going to ring. Not mu...
And this clothing is getting burned, I said as I raked a comb through my tangled hair.There’s a fireplace downstairs, Corey said. I’ll take it for you right now.I gave him a look. Once I have somethin...
And Sam? Well, she’s not even human, so she doesn’t count.Excuse me? Sam said.Face it, you’re not one of those bendo-things. You’re a robot. A cyborg. Probably an evil one, programmed to murder us all...
After a moment, he shook his head. Quickly and mercifully is best. Clay? Go out and ask her into the alley.Clay looked at Jeremy as if he’d just been told to dance the rumba on a public thoroughfare.I...
According to Cortez, the Cabals had strict policies against employing any supernatural being that might mistake them for lunch.
A stereotype becomes a stereotype when a significant percentage of the population appears to conform to it.
In some ways I relied on that- someone to keep me thinking, keep me striving to do better, keep me from burying my head and praying it all worked out.
I think you have to switch it on, like you do sometimes.He nodded. Another quiet moment. Then, So you can tell when I switch it on?I can.Good. If I ever do it with you, accidentally, stop me, okay?You...
You're crying? he said.No, I- I tore my gaze away. Just dust. From the path. Simon's that way.I tried to pass him, but he stooped, trying to get a loom of my face. When I wouldn't let him, he caught...
You were just worried about me.An exhale, relieved that I'd understood. Yeah.I turned. Because you think I'm worth it.He put his fingers under my chin. I absolutley think you're worth it.But you don't...
You took your meds today, right? he whispered. I nodded. Then use this jar to save it. Save . . . ? Your urine. If you give them some of today's tomorrow, it'll seem like you're still taking your meds...
You think I led him on? For what? Kicks? I don't have enough exictement in my life, so maybe I'll tease a nice guy, get his hopes up, then laugh and skip away?
You okay? Rafe said when the bear was gone.I sat on a branch and pulled my foot up. My sock was ripped, but the bear’s teeth hadn’t broken the skin. I squeezed my foot and winced.Just bruised, I said....
You look beautiful, he said.You’re parentally obligated to say that.True.I made a face at him, then adjusted my seat belt, and said, Carry on, Jeeves.Jeeves is a valet, not a chauffeur.We can’t afford...