Id like to. Problem is, im not stupid. You act stupid. Right. Thanks for that. For your information, theres a difference between acting stupid and being stupid. Its a fine line, but someone has to draw it.
BECCA FITZPATRICKId like to. Problem is, im not stupid. You act stupid. Right. Thanks for that. For your information, theres a difference between acting stupid and being stupid. Its a fine line, but someone has to draw it.
BECCA FITZPATRICKDo you think the bible is accurate? I mean, do you think it’s real?” ” i think pastor calvin is hot. In a fortysomething way. That pretty much sums up my religious conviction
BECCA FITZPATRICKAnything was better than nothing. Half-full was better than empty. Ignorance was the lowest form of humiliation and suffering.
BECCA FITZPATRICKShe likes you, she just doesn’t understand you.
BECCA FITZPATRICKWe don’t have an address,” i said, “but we do know where he works.” “are you thinking what i’m thinking?” vee asked, eyes brightening briefly through the haze of chemical sedation. “based on past experience, i hope not.
BECCA FITZPATRICKI don’t go out with strangers,” i said. “good thing i do. I’ll pick you up at five.
BECCA FITZPATRICKI saw you, and i wanted to be close to you. I wanted you to let me in. I wanted to know you in a way no one else did. I wanted you, all of you.
BECCA FITZPATRICKHang on, did you just call me angel?” i asked.”if i did?i don’t like it.”he grinned. “it stays, angel.
BECCA FITZPATRICKHang on, did you just call me angel?” “if i did?
BECCA FITZPATRICKThe truth is, normal might take years. Normal might never happen. But its definitely not going to happen if i lounge around here watching soaps and avoiding life. Im going to school today, end of story.
BECCA FITZPATRICKI love you more than i think i should.
BECCA FITZPATRICKHank had left me his doomed army, and hed left marcie his inheritance. Unfair didnt begin to cover it.
BECCA FITZPATRICKAre you gloating inside? That’s what this is about, isn’t it? Getting me to trust you so you could blow it up in my face!” […] “i get that you’re angry,” said patch. “i am ripped apart!” i shouted.
BECCA FITZPATRICKThe truth is scary, but knowing nothing is crippling.
BECCA FITZPATRICKOne more secret smile. One more shared laugh. One more electric kiss. Finding him was like finding someone i didn’t know i was searching for.
BECCA FITZPATRICKYou’re a liar!” he turned around, his black eyes snapping. “i’m also a thief, a gambler, a cheat, and a murdered. But this happens to be one of the rare times when i’m telling the truth. Go home. Consider yourself lucky. You’ve got a chance to start fresh. Not everyone can say the same.
BECCA FITZPATRICK