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He’s a groupie, Reece. Loves a secret, has to tell it or you won’t know he has it.
He was one of the smartest people she knew, good as he was at helping you forget it.
“Eras are conveniences, particularly for those who never experienced them. We carve history from totalities beyond our grasp. Bolt labels on the result. Handles. Then speak of the handles as though they were things in themselves.”
“She’s bright, Ash, but unaccustomed to operating from strength.
“Flynne,” Tommy said, “you okay?” “I guess so.” “Anybody hurt you?” Tommy was looking at her like he could see inside her. “No.” Still looking inside her. “We’ll take you home.”
Something stilled the part of him that knitted narrative, that grew the underbrush of lies in which he lived.
Disadvantage and peculiar competence can go hand in hand, I find.”
