There was a lot of apologizing going on, but I realized that was how it was with people you cared about. You… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
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Escape plan number seventeen," I told her. "Run away and open a juice stand in Fresno." "Why Fresno?" "Sounds like the kind… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
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When I talked to him earlier, he said he had to work tonight,” Peter explained, “but that we should go ahead and draw for him.” “Draw?” I asked uneasily. “Oh Lord. Tell me it’s not Pictionary night too.” Peter sighed wearily. “Draw for secret Santas. Do you even read the e-mails I send?” “Secret Santas? Seems like we just did… — Richelle Mead Copy Share
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Is it true? You had a clean getaway and risked it all for me?" I Swallowed. "It wouldn't have been a clean getaway without… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
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