That's ironic, because I always thought you were the ugliest out of all the angels.
Cynthia HandSee, that's what I like about you, Carrots You're not fussy.
Cynthia HandWe've got lots of time to fall in love.
Cynthia HandI mean, what good is a women's lib if we can't use it to ask guys to dances?
Cynthia HandMots clés humor
She’s one too,” I say simply, mostly because I know Angela wanted to spring it on him herself, and it makes me feel better to ruin her plans. “And she’s crazy, obviously.” Christian nods, like this revelation comes as no surprise.
Cynthia HandIt’s stupid not to communicate what you know to the adults. They’re only trying to protect us. And as far as the no-secrets zone, I can’t agree to that. I don’t even really know you guys, so why would I tell you my secrets? No way.
Cynthia HandChristian is staring at us. He’s an only child and could never understand the delicate joys of sibling abuse.
Cynthia HandHe seems relieved to hear me say that. I guess idiots love company.
Cynthia HandCome on, pretty boy,” he taunts. “Show me what you’ve got.
Cynthia HandMots clés fighting-words
She has a nice reading voice, I’ll give her that, even though I suspect that underneath her polished exterior beats a heart of pure evil.
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