I open the door wide to reveal the answer. They all look at Sean standing there with his hands in his pocket and the other hand around loaf of bread and it occurs to me all in a rush as they stare at him that Sean looks a little, just a little, like he's courting. I don't have time to explain the truth of it before Tommy laughs and jumps to his feet. "Sean Kendrick, the devil. How are you?
Maggie StiefvaterThere is something very shocking about seeing him standing dark and still on our doorstep. I lean the door a ways. The night's getting chilly. "You got away from the yard."
"Is it still all right?"
"It's all right. It's me and Gabe and Finn and Tommy Falk."
"I've brought this." He holds up the bread, which is clearly a Palson's loaf, and it's still so fresh that I can smell the warmth of it. He must've come straight from there.
Where will you and Corr be?" I ask. Sean presses two fingers along the edge of the counter sweeping crumbs into a pile. I notice that his fingers are permanently dirt-stained like mine. He says," Right next to you and Dove." I stare at him. "You can't risk not winning. Not because of me." Sean doesn't lift his eye from the counter. "We make our move when you make yours. You on the inside, me on the outside. Corr can come from the middle of the pack; he's done it before. It's one side you don't have to worry about.
Maggie StiefvaterI say, "I will not be your weakness, Sean Kendrick."
Now he looks at me. He says, very softly, "It's too late for that, Puck." He leaves me standing at the counter looking into the sink, trying to remember what I was supposed to do next.
And all the while I try very hard to keep my eyes from darting to Sean because I'm quite certain that no one at the table will be able to miss how I look at him and how I find him looking back.
Maggie StiefvaterIf you trust me on anything, don't risk today. You're ready as you'll ever be," I say. "Everyone else is robbed the extra day, too.
Maggie StiefvaterYou're here. So how can I leave?
Maggie StiefvaterShe jumped off my bed and shoved my stack of books over; thousands of words crashed onto the floor.
Maggie StiefvaterWhen you traffic in monsters, that's the risk you run, that you'll find one too monstrous to stomach.
Maggie StiefvaterKnowing what I
was, and wanting me, anyway.
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