Emily Zola.That's only the second woman I've seen down here. What's up with that?"
But before St. Clair can answer, the grating voice says, "It's Emile." We turn around to find a smug guy in a Euro Disney sweatshirt. "Emile Zola is a man."
My face burns. I reach for St. Clair's arm to pull us away again,but St. Clair is already in his face. "Emile Zola was a man," he corrects. "And you're an arse. Why don't you mind your own bloody business and leave her alone!

Author: Stephanie Perkins

Emily Zola.That's only the second woman I've seen down here. What's up with that?"<br />But before St. Clair can answer, the grating voice says, "It's <i>Emile</i>." We turn around to find a smug guy in a Euro Disney sweatshirt. "Emile Zola is a <i>man.</i>"<br />My face burns. I reach for St. Clair's arm to pull us away again,but St. Clair is already in his face. "Emile Zola <i>was</i> a man," he corrects. "And <i>you're</i> an arse. Why don't you mind your own bloody business and leave her alone! - Stephanie Perkins




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