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Its brown. So maybe i had the teeniest, tiniest, most infinitesimal amount of auburn in my hair. I was still a brunette. Its the lighting, i said. Yeah, maybe its the lightbulbs. His smile brought up both sides of his mouth, and a dimple surfaced.

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Maybe scotty the potty turned into scotty the hottie. Have you thought about that?
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I needed him like i’d never needed anyone.
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Your name? I repeated, hoping it was my imagination that my voice faltered. Call me patch. I mean it. Call me
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Well, well, he said. Five days a week isnt enough of me? Had to give me an evening, too?
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You picked the seats you did for a reason, right? Familiarity. Too bad the best sleuths avoid familiarity. It dulls the investigative instinct.
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I’m not the distraction in the room.’ ‘oh? And what might be?’ -nora & patch (pg 242)
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Before i could stop myself, i punched his arm. Careful, he said in a low voice. They might think were flirting.
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What i really wanted was the impossible.
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This is crazy,” i told patch in an undertone. “i’m crazy.” he was on the brink of smiling again. “about you.
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Are you crazy?” i said. “crazy about you.” “patch!” “don’t worry, we’ve got time.” “how do you know?” he staggered back a step, with his hand over his heart. “your lack of faith hurts.
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Light had a way of keeping the monsters of my imagination at bay.
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This was it. Together. Forever. As we left it all behind, the sun warmed my back, lighting the way before us. I knew of no better omen.
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You’re mine, angel. And i’m yours. Nothing can change that.
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I shook my head. I dont think so. This isnt a good idea. This isnt right. Theres all kinds of right, he murmured. On the spectrum, were still in the safe zone. … Definitely right. Usually right, patch continued. Mostly right. Maybe right.
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Angel… I don’t think you understand the lengths i would go to if it means keeping you here with me.’ -patch (pg 262)
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Patch smiled. You come by your red hair naturally? I stared at him. I dont have red hair. I hate to break it to you, but its red. I could light it on fire and it wouldnt turn any redder.
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