Anna Oliphant Etienne St. Clair HAPPY CHRISTMASHave you gotten used to the time difference? Bloody hell,I can't sleep. I'd call,but I don't know if you're awake or doing the family thing or what. Th...
—¿Y si no me quiere?—Él te quiere.—¿Qué si no?—Ugh, ¿entonces a quién le importa? No perderás nada que ya no hayas perdido.
¿Por qué no nos fijamos en las personas adecuadas? ¿Por qué la gente tiene tanto miedo a romper una relación, aunque no sea buena?
«Te amo como se aman ciertas cosas oscuras, secretamente, entre la sombra y el alma.»
You're fixing everything I set down. He nods at my hands, which are readjusting the elephant. It wasn't polite of me to come in and start touching your things.Oh,it's okay, I say quickly, letting go o...
You said on my birthday that you were afraid of being alone, but I’ve been here this whole time. This whole time.
What's that?My friend St. Clair bought it for me. So I wouldn't feel out of place.She raises her eyebrows as she pulls back onto the road. Are there a lot of Canadians in Paris?My face warms. I just f...
What are we doing? Mags asked. I don’t know.… he said eventually. I know things have to change, but … I can’t lose you. I don’t think I get another one like you.
We’re both aware that he knows everything about Parisian life, whereas I have he savvy of a chocolate croissant.
Well, you don't have to be such a bloody git about it.I wasn't being a git. I wasn't even been a twat, or a wanker, or any of your other bleeding Briticisms
Toph kicks over the microphone stand in a grand, asshole gesture, and the three of them jump off the stage. It's a little less dramatic when they have to come right back to take apart their stuff befo...
This is home. The two of us.
There were no glimmering moments where their looks hooked on to each other and grew hot, and no catching sight of one of the boys in a ray of sun and thinking, I wonder what his skin tastes like.
Thanks. I forgot how to flip off the English. I’ll use the correct hand gesture next time.
Someday, their story would be a chapter in one of those sleazy, mass-market, true-crime paperbacks that were shelved in the cobwebbed corners of used bookstores—the types of paperbacks that boasted ab...
Put this on your list of things to know: the combination of tinsel, baby angel wings, and manger hay burns like weed at a Miley Cyrus concert.
Outside, there may be reindeer that fly across the moon. Outside, there may be questions with the wrong answers and lies that are better to tell. Outside, it may be cold. But I am here. I am here, and...
Lola? Cricket is on his knees at the side of my bed. I feel it. I'm here, he whispers. You can talk to me or not talk to me, but I'm here.
Lola: No, I don't love Max anymore. But I don't want to give you this broken, empty me. I want you to have me when I'm full, when I can give something back to you. I don't have much to give right now....
Let's go over the facts one more time, Josh says. This is your first weekend away from home?Yes.Your first weekend without parental supervision?Yes.Your first weekend without parental supervision And...