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352 pages, Hardcover
First published May 14, 2019
On the drive up to Tempest, these redwoods broke the rules. A tree could be so alive it felt like a challenge. It could turn sunlight into long knives and stab them right through you.
Would my entire life have been easier if I’d known about that word? Would I have figured it out on my own, or would I have pushed through without it?
I’ve found the heart of another secret: the Grays are always touching and kissing each other because so many before us couldn’t. Each kiss carries the weight of so many kisses that never were. Every touch is an invisible battle won.
“They were in love with each other, and that was good. Love wasn't the problem. It was losing it that could hurt the Grays.”
“I didn’t have friends before the Grays. That word was an empty outline until they filled it in. ”
“That girl might have magic in her heart, but never forget how much of her power is handed right to her by other people.”
“Even with all the girls I’ve hooked up with, I sometimes find myself wanting to kiss a boy, and that makes it harder for a lot of people—I won’t declare myself and stick to one side of a fence. I don’t know how to explain that I don’t even see the fence.”
“The Grays are always touching and kissing each other because so many before us couldn't. Each kiss carries the weight of so many kisses that never were. Every touch is an invisible battle won.”
“The way she walks, at home in her skin, with all the doors open wide, is what I want. She turns back to me and smiles. Rush wants me with her, and she doesn't have to cast a spell to convince me. She is the spell.”
I’ve found the heart of another secret: the Grays are always touching and kissing each other because so many before us couldn’t. Each kiss carries the weight of so many kisses that never were. Every touch is an invisible battle won.
“I’ll do it,” June said, even though today was a six on the scale of one to barely walking. The pain in her leg had the cold, heartless glitter of snow.
This book is for everyone who is finding out who they are, where they belong, and who they belong with . This book is for the different ones, especially those who live where it’s very hard to be different. I see you. I think you’re magic.
It has nothing to do with how lovely and kissable Sebastian is. Even with all the girls I’ve hooked up with, I sometimes find myself wanting to kiss a boy, and that makes it harder for a lot of people — I won’t declare myself and stick to one side of a fence. I don’t know how to explain that I don’t even see the fence.
And then they see another girl wafting through the forest. Hawthorn stops moving. June and Lelia stop whispering paint over each other’s skin and secrets in each other’s ears. Rush stops singing. They trade looks. These girls have mastered the art of looking at each other. Everything they do is heavy with meaning, like they’re slipping stones in each other’s pockets to keep their bodies from floating away in a riptide.