Things only hurt more when you can see them.
Victoria SchwabWhat do schools do that for?” he grumbles. “What’s the point of summer if they give you homework?”
“Exactly!
Scary, how easy it is to forget bad things.
Victoria SchwabWhat a mess. Truths are messy and lies are messy, and I don’t care what Da said, it’s impossible to cut a person into pielike pieces, neat and tidy.
Victoria SchwabThere’s an empty shelf here with your name and dates?”
“There is. And it was beginning to sound nice. But then I got called in to this meeting. An induction ceremony. Some crazy old man and his granddaughter.” He stands, guides me up beside him. “And I don’t regret it. Now, go home.
I will set you free,” he says just before he buries the knife in my chest, and I wake up.
Victoria SchwabBut once you know, you can’t go back. Not really. You can carve out someone’s memories, but they won’t be who they were before. They’ll just be full of holes. Given the choice, I’d rather learn to live with what I know.
Victoria SchwabAgatha has a dangerous ease about her. She’s the kind of person you want to like you.
Victoria SchwabWe’re a team, Mac,” he says. “We’ll get through this.”
“Which part?” I ask.
He smiles. “All of it.”
And I smile back, because I want him to be right.
I want the things most people don’t notice. The ring and the key and the way you have of wearing everything on the inside.
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