“Whatever happens here, your soul’s unbreakable. He kept his eyes closed. It’s a shame the rest of me is made of fucking glass.” — Lisa Henry Copy Share Image
“Because Clare had never let the fact that Mark didn't have a father in his life get in the way of sex education. She'd… — lisa henry Copy Share Image
“ 'Maybe you out to go back there.' 'Can't. Gotta stay where... where I know what's what.' Where I don't forget what I am, and that I don't deserve anything better. Would wreck anything better. 'I Reckon that's what most of us think. But there's more strangers where you're from than in some sandland halfway around the world. And more… — Lisa Henry Copy Share
“It was fine to be mocked or disliked on his own terms. But his sexual orientation was such a naked target, unfortified by nonchalance and lacking the benefit of being a persona he’d constructed. Gay Mark wasn’t sheddable like Smart-Ass Mark or Bitter-About-the-Move Mark.” — Lisa Henry Copy Share
“The men who killed your monsters weren’t heroes. They were even more frightening.” — Lisa Henry Copy Share Image
“You dreamed about falling asleep?" Daniel asked him. "Falling asleep together." Bel smile. "And it was weird. You know what I said to you?"… — Lisa Henry Copy Share Image
“ It'll blow your mind, he'd said. Nothing about what it would do to his heart.” — Lisa Henry Copy Share Image
“I'm wearing a French maid's outfit because this bunch of misogynistic homophobes thinks that the most humiliating thing you can do to a guy… — Lisa Henry Copy Share Image
“ 'You're like starlight,' Cam whispered, and his teeth scraped up my jaw. I shivered. 'I could lose myself in you.' ” — Lisa Henry Copy Share Image
“Sometimes the universe collapsed in the blink of an eye. Other times it limped on and on, hour by hour, day by day, and… — Lisa Henry Copy Share Image
“ Miss u, he typed out, but didn't send it. Want u, he typed out, but didn't send it. OK, he sent back, and… — Lisa Henry Copy Share Image
“Deacon grinned and raised his hand. There was a moment’s hesitation, a few seconds where Deacon wasn’t sure whether he could really do it. Then he brought his hand down, smacking the center of Mark’s ass. Mark’s breath hitched, but other than that, nothing much happened. The spot Deacon had slapped was barely pink. “Was that okay?” Deacon asked. “Was… — Lisa Henry Copy Share
“It's a laugh," Grady said. "No way a laugh can sound bad. You heard the way Cody snorts like a pig? You got nothing… — Lisa Henry Copy Share Image
