I said his name softly to myself. Lucky. Lucian Radcliffe. His name must come from the Latin lucianus, meaning light, and that's what he was, golden and bright.
I didn't care what Jack's name meant. Probably Jackass.
You know, I've always hated those stories about princes and princesses with some extraordinary ability, special because they're born special.'
'Like me?' He smiled wickedly, making me laugh a little.
'I didn't see how those were happy stories, because life has given princes and princesses enough unearned advantages. I'd rather believe that anyone can accomplish remarkable things when she really tries. Maybe her accomplishments will never be recognized, but simply loving and caring for someone else, that's miraculous to me.
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Lily, the girl who’d talked back to the jock, said, “I want to get as far away
from my parents as possible. We’re like potassium and water.”
The other kids laughed and I said, “Huh?”
“If potassium comes into contact with water, it instantly combusts,” Lily
said slowly so if she was talking to a child.
I took one look at his composed face and know he doesn’t understand,
because if he did understand, he would be weeping, too, for this boy who loved a world that never loved him.
Jane, this young man is Jacob, my oldest son. It’s no secret that a
headmistress’s biggest challenge is her family. Jacob, say hello to Jane.”
“Hello to Jane,” he parroted, pulling out the pockets of his shorts in a silly
curtsey.
I couldn’t decide if it was the dumbest thing I’d ever seen, or the funniest,
so I stared back at him.
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A very ladylike bosom,” she said, approvingly.
“There’s nothing there,” I complained.
The clerk grinned. “I have been fitting bras for twenty-five years and no
one ever thinks her breasts are good enough,” she said. “You’ll save yourself a
lot of unhappiness if you accept and enjoy what you have. Neat little breasts are
very chic.
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Tell me something in your native woodland language.
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The potted plant could have been knocked over intentionally or accidentally, or maybe one of the animals that lived here broke it somehow.
I thought of the impossibilities and improbabilities. Jack would say that elves had broken it when they came to take me back to the wood.
Anyone can ride a bike," Jack said. "Even an elf." The corner of his mouth went up in amusement. "She can ramble through the grove, her natural habitat, and visit her animal subjects.
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