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1 " Finally I find it, the book, but as I’m pulling it out of the stack I hear a noise coming from my toy room. It sounds like scratching or scraping maybe and my mind instantly goes to the possibility that maybe it’s a monster or a dragon or something else with claws. My hand shakes a little as I stand up and turn back toward the room. When I step into it, I feel the wind hit my cheeks. I shine the light around and notice one of the windows is open. I don’t understand why. I didn’t open it and I don’t think it was open when I came down here. What if it was a monster? I sweep the flashlight around the room at all my toys as I start back toward the corner. Then the light lands on something tall… I hear voices. Ones that don’t sound like they belong to a monster, but just people. But that’s what they end up being. Terrible, horrible monsters. "
― Jessica Sorensen , The Destiny of Violet & Luke (The Coincidence, #3)
2 " It's all about her. Every movement, every breath, the way my heart beats firecely inside my chest, is all because of her. Violet owns me. "
3 " Even though the odds are in my favor, doesn’t mean they’ll end up that way. First rule of cards. And of life. "
4 " I don’t like saying my real last name because then I remember that I’m the only living person left carrying it. "
5 " They’re smiling as they talk to each other and they make it look so easy, so natural, like it’s as simple as breathing. But even breathing is difficult for me sometimes. "
6 " This time I watch him carefully, calculating everyone of his movements. Everything seems flawless, until I go to pick up my dealt cards. I noticed some shift his weight forward and scratch his leg. I swear to God it looks if you take something out from underneath his ass."Wait a minute." I raise a finger, setting my cards down as I lean forward. "Did you just take the card out from under your ass?""No why would I do that?" He lifts the two cards he has as he presses his hands innocently to his chest. "Besides, where would I put the other cards I dealt?""How the hell should I know," I say. "Maybe if your ass. "
7 " Then for the first time in thirteen years, someone actually helps me. And the odd thing is he willingly does it. "