“They were silent for a second. The whispers of the candlelight were the only sounds, and the light outside the window began to fade to night. After a moment, Rachel opened her eyes back up and looked down at her… — S.G. Night Copy Share Image
“I have a more important question," Rachel said. "How do we know when we're there? You know, our destination." Jake made a "who knows?" face. "I figure this ship is going like, what, twenty miles per hour? Figure an hour,… — K. A. Applegate Copy Share Image
