Ice queens didn't break, after all. They melted. And Marco didn't have enough warmth for that.
Sarah Addison AllenThere was a mood of magic and frenzy to the room. Crystalline swirls of sugar and flour still lingered in the air like kite tails. And then there was the smell-the smell of hope, the kind of smell that brought people home.
Sarah Addison AllenI thought it was amazing that I could get a diploma just for reading fiction. It was like being able to major in eating chocolate. (on majoring in literature)
Sarah Addison AllenThe sky was incredible that night, the moon nearly full and the stars littering the sky like tossed stones.
Sarah Addison AllenYou do realize that the longer I stay here, the more likely she is to think we're doing something scandalous." "Like what? Stealing Stella's furniture?" "You're being obtuse." "And you're being manipulative." He shrugged. "If that's what it takes, then I have no problem with it." "Careful, Sawyer, you're acting a lot like you did when you were sixteen. And here I was thinking that you improved. so much.
Sarah Addison AllenI told you. I want to talk to you." "So talk," she said. "Not like this." His hand wrapped around her arm and made her stop. "I've kept my distance since you've been back, because I thought that's what you wanted. When I heard you were moving back to Mullaby, I had... hope. But the moment i saw you again, and you gave me a look that could kill, I knew it was still too soon.
Sarah Addison AllenYou know a lot more about me than I know about you," Emily finally said. "I don't think that's fair." Win leaned in toward her, making her heart do a strange kick. His eyes went to her lips, and she suddenly wondered if he was going to kiss her. The crazy thing, despite everything, there was a part that wanted him to. "Does this mean you're curious?
Sarah Addison AllenJulie!" Sawyer called.
She felt a prickle along the back of her neck and picked up her pace. Regardless, Sawyer soon jogged up and fell into step with her. She cut her eyes at him. "Did you actually run after me?" He looked indignant, like he'd been caught doing something uncouth. "I wouldn't have had to if you had waited." "What do you want?
She'd been there for a few hours when Sawyer showed up. It was after midnight, but there he was, walking around the track. The moon was out and he was wearing white shorts and a white polo, so she could see him very clearly from her seat. She didn't move, so she didn't know what made him look up. But he did, and her breath caught, as it did every time he looked at her in school. They stared at each other for a long moment. Then he crossed the track and walked up the bleachers towards her. Sawyer had never approached her before, but he had always watched her at school. A lot of people watched her, so that in itself wasn't unusual. But he was always so deliberate about it. She'd often wondered if that was why she had these strange feelings for him, because she thought he really saw her.
Sarah Addison AllenWhere are you going?" he asked as she clomped down the bleachers in her heavy black boots. "I don't know." "I'll walk you," he said as he stood and followed her. "No." "I'm not going to let you walk alone at this time at night." She stepped off the last bleacher and walked across the track to the football field. She looked over her shoulder. "Stop following me." Once she reached the middle of the field, she looked back again. "I said, stop following me." "I'm' not letting you walk alone." That made her stop and turn to him. "What is the matter with you? Stop being so...so...." "What?" "Nice to me." She lowered herself to the ground and sat cross-legged. " I'm sitting here until you go away." This didn't exactly have the effect she wanted. "Don't sit beside me. Don't..." She sighed when Sawyer sat beside her, right there on the fifty yard line.
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