More on this book
Community
Kindle Notes & Highlights
He reached down and tugged on her braid, hoping she knew just how much she made his miserable life worth living.
“ ‘One must know the problem better than the solution, or the solution becomes the problem.’ ”
I’m a coward, he thought. I’ve got nothing on that Minho kid.
Another boy lay there, blond hair cropped short, eyes closed, covers pulled up to his chin.
Newt.
“Someday we’ll be bigger.”
He felt better when she suddenly kissed him on the cheek, then sprinted down the hall, passing Dr. Leavitt.
This should be finished within a couple of months, and then the two mazes themselves completed within two or three years. Maybe four.”
“Hey, I’m Newt,” the boy whispered.
Newt sniffed, and Thomas noticed for the first time that the boy was crying.
Newt stood up straight and wiped the tears from his eyes. He appeared to feel no shame whatsoever at letting anyone see him cry.
“That’s the way of things, Tommy,” he said,
Bro the way Newt calls him Tommy 😭
I missed that so much 😭
Alby, Minho, Newt, Teresa. Thomas had friends.
The little light in his eyes showed he enjoyed every second of their torture.
I live Newt so much 🫶
The only response was a giggle, and he was pretty sure Minho was the guilty one.
“They’re making me call myself Charles.” Thomas shook his head. “Well, that’s lame. We’re going to call you Chuck.”
Bro no 😭😭
This book is going to make me cry 😭
but the way Alby described their mutual friend, Minho would need about twenty more years.
“I’m sorry. I’m…sorry. The truth is just too damn hard to talk about.”
