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Sarah Rees Brennan
Age: 41
Born: 1983
Born: September 21
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I read The Hunger Games voraciously and was extremely annoyed when interrupted by such inconsequential things as 'Christmas dinner.' (God, Mom, did you not understand Katniss was being pursued by the mutts? You have several children, why does it always have to be about collecting the whole set all the time?)
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Have you seen a unicorn in the woods? I imagine that's next, Jared muttered. Right, said Holly. Well. If the unicorn is pink, about two feet tall, with a sparkly mane, we'll know my imaginary friend is real too.
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I was thinking. I see no evidence of that, Jared. Kami said.
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Jared sidled up. He was not very good at sidling he was more of a loomer.
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How many fingers am I holding up? he inquired. Lucille regarded him blearily and said, Avocado.
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I don't have deal breakers, Alan said. I look on tempests, and am never shaken.
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It’s bits of dead cow don’t ask it to perform miracles.
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She hesitated, then reached out to Jared in her mind, and uncertainty washed away in the wave of reassurance she got back.
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One of the lambs fixed its attention on Jared. “Baa,” it flirted. “Boo,” said Jared. “Oh my God, Jared. Don’t tough-talk the lambs.” It was giving me a funny look.
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Ready? Jaime echoed. Yes, yes, I am ready. I am ready to drink a lot of liquids and lie on the sofa moaning faintly all day long. That is what I am ready for. I cannot engage in physical activity of any sort or my head will fall right off. Is that what you want Nick? Because if so, I find that hurtful.
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Why were you even there? Kami asked. Were you following me home? Are you asking me if I was stalking you? Maybe, said Kami. Were you? Yeah, said Jared. Little bit.
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Listen to me. I don’t know what’s going on. I don’t know what any of this means. But I know this much. It doesn’t matter. You’re not one of them. You never were. You’re not theirs. You’re mine.
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You’re crazy,” said her best friend, Angela, as the bell rang to signal five minutes before the first class on the first day back at school. “They said that about all the great visionaries.” “You know who else they said it about?” Angela demanded. “All the actual crazy people.
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I saw you put rice in a toaster once, said Mae. I was there when made the tin of beans explode. It was faulty, Jamie protested, his eyes shifty. I am sure of this.
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The word 'home', it seemed, once learned, was a hard one to forget.
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I don't really get scared. Want to know what else i don't feel? PITY
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I expected something a little more castle-shaped, said Jamie. Nothing lasts forever, Nick said. Except demons, of course. Has anyone ever told you that you're a charming conversationalist? Jamie asked. No, Nick replied honestly. I cannot tell you how much that surprises me, Jamie told him, and Nick gave him a half smile.
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I can try to wheedle information out of people, Holly offered. For which I'll need a lower-cut top.
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It was all right. Nick thought about this and decided that what Alan said was true. He'd never been helpless before, not since he could remember, but now he was and everything was all right. He did not have to speak, he was not able to move, all he could do was lie there and have his brother hold him, hunched over and shielding him from the world.
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Turns out he does run, Nick drawled. Given an incentive. And he wouldn't be so out of breath if he hadn't kept shrieking. That was not a shriek, Jamie said with dignity. It was a husky masculine cry of terror.
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