She laced her fingers through his. "Good night," she whispered. With their hands clasped like children in a fairy tale, she fell asleep beside him in the dark.

“Jem?" he said. 'It is you, James?''Who else?' Jem's voice.”

“For a moment she just stared, wondering if there were another girl staying here…”

“You bit de Quincey," he said. "You fool. He's a vampire. You know what it means…”

“One does silly things when one is twelve.”