“She could just hear her little brother asking all sorts of stupid questions, like if his underwear was black too.” — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
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“To Madeline, This subtle second self Sheaf of me Can do more than you ever could. Like you, it can leave And… — Kelly Creagh Inner conflict Copy Share Image
“Wasn't he the one who sliced off his ear and mailed it to his girlfriend?" "Van Gogh," said Varen, in a monotone… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“She looked up from the tag. "Uh, news flash. Your friends hate me." "They don't know you," he said. Opening his door,… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
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“She’d never seen a boy with hands like that, with long, delicate fingers, beautiful but still masculine. His fingernails were long too,… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“Is — is any of this real?" she asked. "Are you real?" He lifted a hand to her cheek, his fingers brushing… — Kelly Creagh Funeral Copy Share Image
“This should make him happy. This should change him. But it doesn't. It can't. He's been changed already. And I don't know… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“As though sensing her heightening alarm, Pinfeathers halted his advance. "I can’t help it that I’m susceptible to you," he whispered. "You… — Kelly Creagh Dream Copy Share Image
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“I told you you’d come," said a nearby voice, one Isobel knew well. "You said you would." (…) "You shouldn’t have, though,"… — Kelly Creagh Dreamworld Copy Share Image
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“A tall, thin boy with choppy black hair stood next to her. He eyed Isobel as she approached, sizing her up, grinning… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
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