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Noooo!" On The Screen, A Woman's Eyes Bugged Almost Out Of Her Head, And I Tried Not To Scream. Tried Not To Scream In Exasperation, I Mean. The Serial Killer Was Right In Front Of Her, Wide Open! Clearly, Instead Of Weeping Like A Moron, She Could Be Lunging Forward And Administering A Swift Uppercut To The Chin. Then This Entire Pointless Ordeal Would Be Over With, And I Could Go Home.

-James Patterson

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Noooo!" On The Screen,

James Patterson

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Noooo!" On The Screen, A Woman's Eyes Bugged Almost Out Of Her Head, And I Tried Not To Scream. Tried Not To Scream In Exasperation, I Mean. The Serial Killer Was Right In Front Of Her, Wide Open! Clearly, Instead Of Weeping Like A Moron, She Could Be Lunging Forward And Administering A Swift Uppercut To The Chin. Then This Entire Pointless Ordeal Would Be Over With, And I Could Go Home.

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Can I Come In? No! I'm In A Towel! I'm Blind!

I Couldn’t Leave Total Behind.” “total?” Iggy Asked. “that’s What His Card Said,” Angel Explained. “totally A Mutant Dog Who Will Probably Turn On Us And Kill Us In Our Sleep,” Fang Said.

If You're Not Reading - With Your Heart As Well As Your Brain - You Will Be One Stupid Grown Up. Even Worst, You'll Be Missing Out On One Of The Best Experiences You Can Possibly Have. Nowhere Will You Meet More Interesting People Than In Books.

I Want My Room To Smell Just Like This." Iggy Inhaled Deeply As The Scents Flame-broiled Burgers And Hot French Fries Wafted Around Us. 'it Would Be An Improvement.' I Agreed.

Okay, Okay, Okay. I Understood That Pushing The Elevator Button Over And Over Again Would Not Make The Elevator Appear Sooner. But I Couldn't Help Myself

Oh No! Don't Drag Us Away From Antartica And Take Us To The Playground Of The Rich And Famous! Not That Briar Patch! -max

Half The Time When Brothers Wrestle, It's Just An Excuse To Hug Each Other.

Better Readers Are Better Thinkers.

You Are An Endless Project...changing, Evolving, Surprising.

He Gives My Hand A Tight Squeeze, But That Desperation, That Urgency Between Us Is Gone. No Insecurities. Max And Fang. Fang And Max. No Longer A Question. We Just Are.

De Tall, Dark Vun--dere's Nothing Special About Him At All," Ter Borcht Said Dismissively Of Fang, Who Hadn't Moved Since The Doctor Had Come In. Well, He's A Snappy Dresser," I Offered. One Side Of Fang's Mouth Quirked.

Max, You're The Last Of The Hybrids Who Still Has...a Soul.' ... 'she Doesn't Have Soul,' Gazzy Scoffed. 'have You Ever Seen Her Dance?

Total?" I Called. He Looked Up Alertly, Then Ran Over To Me, Small Pink Tongue Hanging Out. Total?" I Said When He Was Close. "can You Talk?" He Flopped Down On The Grass, Panting Slightly. "yeah. So?" Jeezum. I Mean, Mutant Weirdos Are Nothing New To Me, You Know? But A Talking Dog?

My Style Is Colloquial Storytelling. It's The Way We Tell Stories To One Another - It's Not Writerly, It's Not Overdone.

Please, I Begged Silently, Please Do Not Let My Last Moments On Earth Be Me Crammed Into A Tiny Boat In The Dark, Surrounded By Mechanical Singing Pirates.

Why Aren't Crazy People Content To Take Over, Like, One Town? It Always Has To Be The Whole Word. They Can't Just Control Maybe Twenty People. The Have To Control Everyone. The Can't Just Be Stinking Rich. The Can't Just Do Genetic Experiments On A Couple Unlucky Few. They Have To Put Something In The Water. In The Air. To Get Everyone. I Was Tired Of All Of It.

"disappear Where?" You Know What They Say: Curiosity Killed The Mutant Bird Kid. But I Couldn't Help Myself.

When Its True, When It's Right, Love Can Give You The Kind Of Joy That You Can't Get From Any Other Experience.

I Looked Into Her Eyes. "mom, Who Do You Pray To?" I Just Pray, Daniel. That's All.

You Love Him So Much It Feels Like You Can't Go On Without Him. You Feel Like You Might Die Without Him.

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