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Girls were dangerous creatures with hidden meanings behind every word they spurted, and Molloy was no exception to the rule.
He was reacting to his trauma by using his words as bullets. Same as always. But those bullets were made of buckshot that splintered and ricocheted through him, too.
“But my god, does warmth shine out from beneath that mischievous exterior of yours. It’s infectious.”
But you’re so determined to self-destruct that you’re not looking at what you’re doing to her.”
Because that boy was my home.
“Have you ever considered that she might be the one pouring life into him?”
“He’ll take you on like a soldier at war because all he’s used to doing is being in battle with grown-ups. He’s going to question everything you do, from the television shows you let them watch, to the food you feed them. He’ll watch you like a hawk and make you feel like a paranoid wreck. It’s nothing personal. You need to understand that these kids are cubs. He’s a glorified mama bear.
“Giving up power to you will be his biggest sacrifice because you’re a woman, and women have always let him down.
She didn’t deserve Joey’s unconditional love, not when she had never loved him the way he deserved. Yet she had always received it anyway.
It was her. It always had been. It always would be.
“I think you have the loneliest blue eyes I’ve ever seen, and looking at you hurts, but not nearly as much as being near you hurts. Your fractured pieces are sharp and jagged and cut anyone who gets too close.”
