“Ghosts can't become solid, Lex thought. Ghosts can't throw cheese balls! And then: That might be the weirdest sentence I've ever thought.” — Gina Damico Copy Share Image
“I wouldn't go around telling people about these shocks of yours." "Why not?" Lex asked. "It's like announcing to the would you… — Gina Damico Copy Share Image
“But they were her parents! Putting up with all of her crap was their official job - they couldn't wriggle out of… — Gina Damico Copy Share Image
“And what in the name of all this is disturbing did you mean when you said you're going to teach me how… — Gina Damico Copy Share Image
“Lex was about to ask what in the dickens that was supposed to mean, but then Uncle Mort nodded at Wicket in… — Gina Damico Copy Share Image
“Hey there cutie," he said. "What's your name?" Lex rolled her eyes and turned toward the window. "Kill me." "Kimmy? I'm Steve,"… — Gina Damico Copy Share Image
“A crash of cymbals exploded in her ear. She opened her eyes to behold Driggs clanging them vigorously, a mischievous grin on… — Gina Damico Copy Share Image
“Uncle Mort glanced at Pandora, then back at the Juniors. "Okay, kids. Brace yourselves. And try not to yell too much." Elysia's… — Gina Damico Copy Share Image
“What happened to YOU old partner?" Lex asked him. "Suicide I take it?" He frowned. "Worse - business school. Can you believe… — Gina Damico Copy Share Image
“The boy took a step toward her. Lex jumped back, her contentious instincts kicking in. "Stop right there," she warned. "I punch,… — Gina Damico Copy Share Image
