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Of course, I thought I was badass at sixteen, too. Wait, I was badass at sixteen. Oh, yeah.

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Rachel Caine
Age: 58 †
Born: 1962
Born: April 27
Died: 2020
Died: November 1
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Writer
the United States of America
Julie Fortune
Roxanne Longstreet Conrad
Roxanne Longstreet
Roxanne Conrad
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Badass
Sixteen
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Yeah
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I wrestled futilely, then relaxed as a vine wrapped three times around my throat and squeezed. Right, I choked out, and shut my eyes. I'll wait here, then.
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Is this your bedroom? she asked, and turned to look at him. Myrnin straightened and jammed the big red floppy hat back on his head. The feathers waved back and forth. Don't get any ideas, he said. I'm far too young and innocent for that kind of thinking.
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“There is no drama so great as that of a teenage girl,” ... “Except yours.”
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God is forgiving or we would not still be walking this world. But to be moral is not to need his divine forgiveness, I think.
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Whatever, crazy chick who maybe lives here and maybe also breaks into Michael's house when they're all gone. I'm out. Have a nice delusion. -Shayne
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I know, he said. We are into the Bad Idea neighborhood and heading down I Have a Bad Feeling Street. (Shane)
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That's it? That's your big goodbye? Eve asked. Claire looked at Eve mystified. I think I need guy CliffNotes. Guys aren't deep enough to need CliffNotes. What were you waiting for, flowery poetry? Shane snorted. I hugged. I'm done.
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That's kind of a leap, but the Russian judge gave you a nine point five for style, so okay.
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You okay? he asked me. I nodded, unable to say anything that would really cover how I felt. Then get out of the way. Huh? Your legs. Please
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When I want to be lectured on strategy, I'll consult someone who's actually won battles, Amelie said. Not one who ran away from them. Snap, Eve said. You know what they're talking about? Shane asked. Don't need to know to get that one. She smacked him so hard his momma felt it.
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You think that because I want to do what’s right, because I want to make things better, I’m weak,” Claire said. “Or that I’m stupid. But I’m not. It takes a lot more strength to know how bad the world is and not want to be part of that, give in to it. And I do know, Kim. Believe me.
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He started to touch the mechanism under the keyboard, then pulled his hand back with a snap. Ah, he said. Must deactivate the security....Turn around, please. What? Turn around, Claire. It's a secure password! You have GOT to be kidding. Why ever would I joke about that? Please turn.
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You’re not going to suck.’’ ‘‘Not at the guitar, anyway,’’ Shane said, deadpan. Claire punched him in the arm. ‘‘Ow.
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