Twelve (The Naturals, #4.5)

by Jennifer Lynn Barnes

I could deal with being wounded. I didn’t like feeling scarred.

Behavior. Personality. Environment. Those were the cornerstones my mom had taught me when I was younger than Mackenzie was now. If you knew any two sides of the triangle, you could predict the third.

Behavior. Personality. Environment. The BPEs are reliable when nothing and no one else is. They are constant.

Grief had a way of warping perceptions.

everything we did and experienced became a part of us.

things that happened when we were young had the longest to burrow in.