“No," said her dad, starting to shout, "what I can't handle is you being dropped off after midnight by some kid who… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“Isobel’s face burned. Her skin tingled where he’d touched her, with an almost imperceptible electricity that she couldn’t be sure if she… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“Much like books, she could tell how voiceless things had provided a brand of companionship more compatible to his nature than human… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“He clutched the watch hard in his fist, determined to destroy it, to prove that it couldn't be real. That she hadn't… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“Isobel's head popped up. "What does 'sagacious' mean?" "Sagacious," he said, writing, "adjective describing someone in possession of acute mental faculties. Also… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“Is — is any of this real?" she asked. "Are you real?" He lifted a hand to her cheek, his fingers brushing… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
