Music overwhelmed me, soaked into my skin like water. I didn’t have words for the squiggles and dashes across the pages, or the way his fingers stretched across the keys to make my heart race. If I could hear only one thing for the rest of my life, this was what I wanted.
Jodi MeadowsThere's always the option of deciding for yourself who you are and what you'll become.
Jodi MeadowsTag: self
my butterfly dress was visible on the washroom floor, bent and shredded wings and all. Cheeks hot, I remember what he'd suggested before someone shot him.
His eyes found the dress too. "I was teasing about that. Unless you were looking forward to it. Then I meant every word.
I only meant the impulsive part."
"I'm a passionate person, that's all."
His mouth turned up in a sly smile.
"If I only get one life, I don't want to waste it by hesitating.
Going after someone unknown in the dark and cold and almost-snow - that wasn't brave. That was exceedingly stupid.
Jodi MeadowsI regret I didn't wear a jacket, or I'd give it to you."
"I still have my wings. It wouldn't fit."
"I'd carry them for you."
"They're attached to the dress. It was the only way I could get them to stay."
He squeezed my hand, tone mischievous. "In that case, I'd be especially happy to carry the wings."
"Sam!"
"It wouldn't be the first time I've seen you without clothes."
"Sam!
His ascent was slow - the blow to the head must have disoriented him worse than he let on - so I went behind, ready to catch him should he lose his balance. Well, I could soften his landing when he hit the floor. Maybe.
Jodi MeadowsNot insane, just stupid.
Jodi MeadowsDid you have friend?"
"I've read about them, but I don't believe they exist."
"Your cynicism is amazing.
Ana is convinced she can bake anything."
"I can. I'm going to make tarts and you're going to like them."
Stef grinned. "If you need help putting out fires, I'm next door.
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