His gift is slower than Jane's. It creeps. It will touch us in a few seconds.

“Hey, Rosalie? Do you know how to drown a blonde? Stick a mirror to the bottom o…”

“Damn rancid chicken.”

“I was thinking, while I was running..." He paused."About not hitting the trees,…”

“It will be as if I'd never existed, he'd promised me.I felt the smooth wooden f…”