She crashed. I think she was literally high on sugar.
Seriously I thought she was going to start free basing pixy stix.
He isn't so bad."
"You're not fake-married to him.
He envied straight couples the easy openness of their relationships. At that moment, he would've given anything to know what it was like to take his lover's hand without a second's consideration for what anyone else might think, or do.
Ally BlueTag: relationship sam
So it comes to this: I would have lost her either way.
If Cole hadn't reinfected her, I would have lost her in the hospital bed. And now Cole's wolf tozin pumps through her veins, and I lose her to the woods, like I lose everything I love.
So here is me, and I am a boy watched--by her parents' suspicious eyes, since they cannot prove that I kidnapped Grace but believe nonetheless--and I am a boy watchful--because Tom Culpeper's bitterness is growing palpable in this tiny town and I will NOT bury Grace's body--and I am a boy waiting--for the heat and the fruitfulness of summer, waiting to see who will walk out of those woods for me. Waiting for my lovely summer girl.
Somewhere fate laughs in her far-off country, because now I am the human and it is Grace I will lose again and again, immer wieder, always the same, every winter, losing more of her each year, unless I find a cure.
Maggie StiefvaterI still watch her now, like I always did, and she watches me, her brown eyes looking out from a wolf's face.
This is the story of a boy who used to be a wolf, and a girl who became one.
I won't let this be my last good-bye. I've folded one thousand paper cranes of me and Grace, and I've made my wish.
I will find a cure. And then I will find Grace.
Tag: determination wishes sam
I remembered standing in the middle of the street in front of The Crooked Bookshelf, filled with the certainty of a future. I had heard the wolves howling behind the house and remembered how glad I had been to be human.
Maggie StiefvaterTag: human remembering sam
Tag: names four john sam the-power-of-six six
Sam came around the back of the car and stopped dead when he saw me. "Oh my God, what is that?"
I used my thumb and middle finger to flick the multicoloured pom-pom on top of my head. "In my language, we call it a hat. It keeps my ears warm."
"Oh my God," Sam said again, and closed the distance between us. He cupped my face in his hands and studied me. "It's horribly cute." He kissed me, looked at the hat, and then he kissed me again.
Wie lange braucht man jeden Tag, bis man sich kennt."
"How long it takes us, each day, to know each other.
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