…”good, because i need your help.” “help is my middle name.” i was pretty sure she’d already told me bad was her middle name, but i kept my opinion to myself.
BECCA FITZPATRICK…”good, because i need your help.” “help is my middle name.” i was pretty sure she’d already told me bad was her middle name, but i kept my opinion to myself.
BECCA FITZPATRICKYouve never been to school, ever? If thats trueand youre right, i dont think it iswhat made you decide to come this year? You.
BECCA FITZPATRICKSometimes bad things have to happen before good things can.
BECCA FITZPATRICKWho wants to kill you? The guy asked. He was still looking over his shoulder, but his expression was puzzled. Theres nobody there, the girlfriend told me. Youre making them think they cant see you, arent you? I said to patch, awed by his power even as i despised his use of it.
BECCA FITZPATRICKI’m touched, rixon. A bomb. How elaborate. Why didn’t you keep things simple and just march inside my bedroom one night and put a bullet between my eyes?” nora, crescendo
BECCA FITZPATRICKI called vee. “how are you doing?” i asked. “good. How are you?” “good.” silence. “okay,” vee said in a rush, “i am still totally freaked out. You?” “totally.
BECCA FITZPATRICKLet me show you, he said in my ear. Like this. Feel that? Relax. Now pivot your hipsits all in the hips.
BECCA FITZPATRICKI personally believe patch scared the pants off normal, and it took off running for the far side of the world.
BECCA FITZPATRICKSay ‘provoking’ again. Your mouth looks provocative when you do.
BECCA FITZPATRICKWalk out, he repeated. We need to talk. About how you need to sacrifice me to get a human body? I asked, my tone light, my insides feeling leaden. That might be cute if you thought it was true.
BECCA FITZPATRICKHis muscles flexed under his clothes, holding me, leading me. Never letting me stray far.
BECCA FITZPATRICKI wasnt expecting to come home to you, but now that youre here, i have no intention of letting you leave.” patch :d (p. 295)
BECCA FITZPATRICKVee: and i’m not going to let you sit at home all afternoon with your sour face on. Nora: i don’t have a sour face. Vee: yes, you do. And you’re wearing it right now. Nora: this is my annoyed face. You woke me up at six in the morning!
BECCA FITZPATRICKMaybe scotty the potty turned into scotty the hottie. Have you thought about that?
BECCA FITZPATRICKI couldn’t stand here, hanging on, when the very thing i held disappeared more with each passing day.
BECCA FITZPATRICKPatch? Whatever happens, i love you.” i wanted to say more, those three words painfully inadequate for the way i felt about him. And at the same time, so simple and accurate, nothing else would do.
BECCA FITZPATRICK