“ 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. Libba Bray
“ 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. Libba Bray
“ Alliteration. It’s when you repeat the same consonant in a phrase, Memphis explained. Huh. I was hoping it was something dirty. Libba Bray
“ 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. Libba Bray
