At the door to the helicopter, Gansey looked bad over his shoulder at them, his smile complicated when he saw them holding hands. — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“What sort of exploring?” Shielding his eyes, Adam lifted his eyes to the sky. He thought he could hear Gansey coming. “Mountains. How do you feel about helicopters?” There was a long pause. “How do you mean? Ethically?” “As a… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
