Libba Bray Quote

One day, Evie O'Neill, you're gonna fall head over heels for me!

Evie yanked him to safety by the edge of his shirt, ripping it. Thanks. You owe me a shirt, Sam said. You owe me twenty dollars.

It’s Yiddish. Like…Ikh hob dikh lib. Evie narrowed her eyes in suspicion. What does that mean? Sam smiled. Maybe one day I’ll tell you.

If I have to look through one more of these, I’m throwing myself off that balcony, he moaned. Let me know if you need help, Jericho said.