Δυο εβδομαδες. Σε δυο εβδομαδες μπορει να ειμαι νεκρη.

“Indeed. That pony collection isn’t nearly complete,” Carter mused. When I dared…”

“You did not just say that. I have the feeling were on the verge of hugging and …”

“Sometimes talking to you is like talking to myself: pretty damned annoying.”

“It doesn’t matter,” said Adrian, smiling. He rested a hand on my shoulder. “Som…”