That was cool.’ You’re psychotic.
BRANDON MULLThat was cool.’ You’re psychotic.
BRANDON MULLThen I’m going?” Kendra asked. The adults in the room exchanged tacit glances before nodding. Then we only have one more problem left to discuss,” Seth said. Everyone turned to him. How do I get invited
BRANDON MULLWant a reliable road to emotional and spiritual suicide? Spend your life trying to fit in.
BRANDON MULLLet’s worry about fixing the problem instead of the blame.
BRANDON MULLEw, sicko. I was practicing Edomic.” “Sure you were,” Jason said. “You’re just too embarrassed to admit you were playing hide-and-seek all alone. Rachel hiding, nobody seeking.
BRANDON MULLWe all posses different gifts and abilities. How we use those gifts determines who we are.
BRANDON MULLThe love of reading can be contagious.
BRANDON MULLIt’s easy to make up weird stuff. It gets trickier when you want the weird stuff to be interesting and make sense.
BRANDON MULLFablehaven’s awesome!!so is the candy shop war!
BRANDON MULLI was vanquished by a deer!’ A giant magical flying deer with fangs,’ Seth said, parroting a description Gavin had shared earlier. That sounds a little better,’ Warren conceded. ‘Seth is in charge of my tombstone.
BRANDON MULLYou look tired,” Rachel told Jason. “I wish I could jog and sleep at the same time.” “Can’t you?” Ferrin asked, joining them at the little cascade. “I always imagined that you could sleep rolling down a mountainside in a barrel.” “I probably could today,” Jason conceded.
BRANDON MULLIn their youth, mortals behave more like nymphs. Adulthood seems impossibly distant, let alone the enfeeblement of old age. But ponderously, inevitably, it overtakes you.
BRANDON MULLExcruciating agony makes me cranky.
BRANDON MULLI wanted to keep others from wasting their time pursuing the Word. And I couldn’t ditch Rachel.” Galloran smiled. “Truly, you are possessed by that species of madness that begets heroism.
BRANDON MULLOne eye is open to all truth, the other closed to all deception.
BRANDON MULLCan’t you home school me?” Nate pleaded. “You would never do any work.” (Nate’s mom) “Sounds perfect!
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