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Caleb and Tris exchange a look. The skin on his face and on her knuckles is nearly the same colour, purple-blue-green, as if drawn with ink. This is what happens when siblings collide - they injure each other in the same way.

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Veronica Roth
Age: 36
Born: 1988
Born: August 19
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
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New York City
New York
Veronica Anne Roth
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You sadistic pansycake.
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You are far less likely to soil your pants and cry for your mother if you’re prepared to defend yourself.
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