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At the point when Jared relayed Ash's habit of hiding his cuddly toys in the freezer, Kami started to laugh in the movie theater.
Ash glanced over at her.
"Sorry," Kami murmured. "Just—the movie's funny."
Ash looked back at the movie, in which a small blond child was dying of leukemia.
"I have a very warped sense of humor," Kami whispered.

"Ash looked so surprised," Holly said. "He had no idea what was going on. He said, 'I didn't sleep with our personal trainer! We don't even have a personal trainer!'"
Angela and Holly giggled. Ash held the back of his hand to his bleeding mouth and glared.
Jared was still grinning like a maniac. "In that case," he told Ash solemnly, "I will consider taking you back."

"He punched me in the face," said Ash, who understandably did not seem to find the situation humorous at all. "And then he yelled at me for sleeping with our personal trainer!"
"I was told breakup scenes were a good way to distract people," Jared said with beautiful simplicity.

"Jared is not into me like that at all. He told me that you were gorgeous. Think about it," said Kami, and hurried to catch up.
Jared shot a look over his shoulder as she did so. There's a card up in your little sweetshop advertising Pomeranian cross puppies free to a good home, he observed.
What's your point?
I'm not a puppy, said Jared. You can't give me away.

"Jared," Angela commented. "Like the imaginary friend you have, Jared?"
Kami gave Angela a wide smile. "Isn't that a coincidence?"
Angela spared a glare for Kami, and then resumed her marathon glaring session at Jared. "I'm not calling you that," she announced flatly. "It's too weird. I'm going to call you Carl."
Jared scowled. "I don't want you to call me Carl."
"That's interesting, Carl."

"What do you think you're doing?"
"Throwing a pebble," said Kami defensively. "Uh ... and I'll pay for the window."
Jared vanished and Kami was ready to start shouting again, when he reemerged with the pebble clenched in his fist. "This isn't a pebble! This is a rock."
"It's possible that your behavior has inspired some negative feelings that caused me to pick a slightly overlarge pebble."

"I think I was right about him."
"That he's crazy?" asked Kami.
Holly's smile spread. "That he might be fun."
"So he's not crazy?"
"I didn't say that," Holly said. "My current verdict would be: Crazy eyes. Nice ass."
"I think I want that on my tombstone," Kami said. "Remember my last wishes, if I get involved in a tragic accident with a fruit cart before I can put it in writing."

I had no idea Kami was Japanese. Why didn't one of you tell me?! I suppose I should have guessed from her name - it means "god" or "spirit" in Japanese, interestingly.

This book is epic in scope but some parts are truly painful to read. It's making me despise men, the Japanese, and Confucianism, though I know that's because of my Western upbringing. It's always been difficult for me to wrap some of these ideals around my head, because I'm a headstrong woman, as you would imagine. This book is authentic to the core though, and I'm enjoying it immensely.

Halfway through the movie, he glances around and discovers her sitting next to him, in a chair that only moments before had been empty. Her witness stares at her. She turns her head and stares back. She has a nosebleed. Her eyes are wide, stricken.My head hurts,she whispers.I have to step out for a moment. Will you tell me what I miss?

Hate it when someone does this to me. Inconsiderate ghost.

There was a smell in the air, a humid, oddly male scent ... like sweat, but also like pancake batter. Carroll immediately identified it, and just as immediately decided to pretend he hadn't noticed anything.

I'm sure this will spring to mind the next time I make pancakes. Thanks, Joe. Breakfast is forever tainted.

"He made holes in my eyes and he said after he did it he saw my soul rush out. He said it made a sound like when you blow on an empty Coke bottle, real pretty. Then he put these over my eyes to keep my life trapped inside." As he speaks, Jim touches the smiley-face buttons. "He wants to see how long I can live without a soul inside me."

D:

He ties her hands behind her back and shoves her onto the backseat floor of his station wagon ... where she discovers a boy about her age, whom she at first takes for dead and who has suffered an unspeakable disfiguration. His eyes are hidden behind a pair of round, yellow, smiley-face buttons. They've been pinned right through his eyelids—which have also been stitched shut with steel wire—and the eyeballs beneath.

Trying something "scary" and also giving Hill another shot ..

"Men need water to live, but they cannot move as it does. Women are like the water that flows, feeds and travels over and under man's two feet stuck solidly in the earth. We are liquid. It is from us that he emerges, drinks and grows. And so, when your father seems gruff, I want you to remember this. Women are especially blessed in a way that men can never grasp."

Ummmm ... is this how Stine always wrote?

Her eyes flashed in the gray afternoon light. She returned her gaze to the priest. Lea glanced down the line to the tourists.

Lea struggled to understand. She had studied French for two years at Northwestern.

Lea kept her eyes on his hands. The skin on her arms tingled. She wiped sweat off the back of her neck.

Ummmm ...

Ratings for this are brutal but since I don't read reviews for books I plan on reading I have idea why. Here's hoping I enjoy this more than everyone else ...

Well-written, short, and to the point ... but I didn't like it.

I should also mention that this is free on Amazon, if anyone wants to join along with me. It's also less than 100 pages.

This is really not something I would normally read, but the reviews are great, it's short, and it fits into a challenge I want to do this month. We'll see if this was a wise decision or not ...

Wait.

Is this self-published?

Oh god, what have I done ...

I learned I had no name on the same day I learned fear.

I really loved the beginning. The rest ... ? Not so much.

A bit lengthy but I enjoyed it, and thank god, finally a female protagonist who doesn't make her decisions based on "love." Way to look out for yourself first, girl.

The middle slowed a bit and the boys brooding and angst is getting a bit old, but there are enough twists and turns (like Jones normally throws in) to keep me from guessing exactly what's coming up next. I also like that this love triangle isn't really a love triangle, well, at least I think it's not going to end up with Lorelei in the middle. We shall see ...

It's awesome that 8 of my friends added this after I started reading/squeeing. Yes, minions, read the books I love! Muahahahaha.

Already at this point I feel like my review is just going to be an embarrassing amount of fangirling. Bear with me.

Wut.

It was the new guy. And his eyes were amazing. Dark, steady, penetrating.
Pentrating?
"Are you okay?" he asked.
Where'd penetrating come from?