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My mother’s a prostitute.

Out of the Easy by Ruta Sepetys

2 months ago -

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I woke up hot that morning.

The Supremes at Earl’s All-You-Can-Eat by Edward Kelsey Moore

2 months ago -

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The rows of faces.

The Demonologist by Andrew Pyper

2 months ago -

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I thought nothing of it at first.

Wave by Sonali Deraniyagala

2 months ago -

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XTC was no good for drowning out the morons at the back of the bus.

Eleanor & Park by Rainbow Rowell

2 months ago -

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Now that I’ve found the way to fly, which direction should I go into the night?

Matched by Ally Condie

2 months ago -

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Georges Leon held his little boy’s hand too tightly and stared up from under his hatbrim at the unnaturally dark noon sky.

Last Call by Tim Powers

2 months ago

The early summer sky was the color of cat vomit.

Uglies by Scott Westerfeld

2 months ago -

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Dear You,
The body you are wearing used to be mine.

The Rook by Daniel O’Malley

2 months ago -

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What I warn you to remember is that I am a detective.

In the Woods by Tana French

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