His black eyes sliced into me, and the corners of his mouth tilted up. My heart fumbled a bit and in that pause, a feeling of gloomy darkness seemed to slide like a shadow over me. It vanished in an instant but I was still staring at him. His smile wasn't friendly. It was a smile that spelled trouble. With a promise.
Becca FitzpatrickYou picked the seats you did for a reason, right? Familiarity. Too bad the best sleuths avoid familiarity. It dulls the investigative instinct.
Becca FitzpatrickVee scowled at him. She is famous for that scowl. It's a look that does everything but audibly hiss.
Becca FitzpatrickI wrinkled my nose, trying to figure out what he smelled like. Not cigarettes. Something richer, fouler.
Cigars.
Heat flushed Chauncey's neck; it took all his energy to curl his hands into two weak fists. He laughed at himself, but there was no humor. He had no idea how, but the boy was inflicting the nausea and weakness inside him. It would not lift until he took the oath. He would say what he had to, but he swore in his heart he would destroy the boy for this humiliation.
Becca FitzpatrickI love you, Nora. Whatever happens, promise me you'll remember that. I don't care why you came into my life, only that you did. I don't remember all the things I did wrong. I remember what I did right, I remember you. You made my life meaningful. You made my life special.
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I cared about us. But the cold hard truth was, nothing I said or did could realign the stars.
Becca FitzpatrickYou’ve never been to school, ever? If that’s true and you’re right, I don’t think it is—what made you decide to come this year?”
“You.
Patch tipped my chin up. "If I could make this go away, I would. If I could stand in your place, I wouldn't hesitate. But I'm left with one choice, and that's to stand by your side through the end. I won't waver, Angel, I can promise you that.
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Why is Anthony Amowitz using his pimp smile on you?”
“You’re only calling him a pimp because he’s here. At Marcie’s.”
“Yeah, so?”
“He’s being nice.” I elbowed her. “Smile back.”
“Being nice? He’s being horny.
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