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Salt & Stone (Fire & Flood, #2) Salt & Stone by Victoria Scott
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“I pulled you from the snow, Tella. You couldn't even keep your eyes open.'

I roll my eyes to show him how well they work now.”
Victoria Scott, Salt & Stone
“Guy grabs my head like it’s a bowling ball and smashes it against his chest. “I said I’d never let anything happen to you again.”
Victoria Scott, Salt & Stone
“We’ve survived raging rivers, men with spears, dehydration, the Triggers, oceanic storms, jellyfish stings, Pandora Wars, hypothermia, avalanches. We’ve come out the other side alive and bitter.
We want the Cure.
And we want revenge.”
Victoria Scott, Salt & Stone
“Genius, that one,” Harper mutters. Cotton glares at her. “Don’t worry, bro,” Jaxon tells Cotton. “She’s spicy. That’s why we make a great couple. I like my women with a little …” He shivers to emphasize his point.”
Victoria Scott, Salt & Stone
“Don’t leave FDR-1 behind, I think to my fox.
Madox cocks his head like, Seriously, the damn iguana?”
Victoria Scott, Salt & Stone
“When you’re dealt a crappy situation, you think to yourself, At least it can’t get any worse than this. And then life”
Victoria Scott, Salt & Stone
“Mostly I remember the way I was before I became a Contender. Competing in this race is like becoming a drug addict. One small slip leads to another and before you know it, you find yourself in an impossible situation and can't fathom how your life has spiraled so far from what it was.”
Victoria Scott, Salt & Stone
“Tough fox reputation be damned”
Victoria Scott, Salt & Stone
“How can you guys do this?” Cotton paces back and forth. “How can you act like everything is okay when these people are doing everything they can to break us? Haven’t you noticed things have gotten worse since the ocean race started? Every single day, worse! Sometimes I don’t even know if they want us to survive at all.”

Braun stands up, walks over to Cotton, and puts a hand on his shoulder. “It’s okay,” he says. “I understand. You’re from Minnesota. I’d be angry, too, if my team hadn’t gone to the Super Bowl since the seventies.”

Cotton jerks back but smiles despite himself. “I’m from Pittsburgh, dick.”

“Jesus H. Christ,” Guy pipes in. “The Steelers are the worst.”

“You want to say that to my face?” Cotton says.

Guy cracks his knuckles absently. “Think I just did.”
Victoria Scott, Salt & Stone
“I can’t imagine a world in which I’d hate him.
Though I can certainly imagine one in which I tell him to bite me.”
Victoria Scott, Salt & Stone
“Never mind that he got detention for flipping off half the student body.”
Victoria Scott, Salt & Stone
“We have three final challenges for you to tackle.”
Victoria Scott, Salt & Stone
“Cotton says he’s been in the race for two and a half months. Enough time to cover the jungle, desert, and ocean, and arrive safely at base camp. But then why, when I inspect his dyed black hair, don’t I see blond roots that reflect that same story? It’s something I’ve thought before but never really dwelled on.”
Victoria Scott, Salt & Stone
“Cotton never competed in the first half of the race.”
Victoria Scott, Salt & Stone
“Willow’s brow furrows. “I don’t need you to feel sorry for me.” “Well, good,” I say. “I don’t.”
Victoria Scott, Salt & Stone
“He stares at me, his hands clenched, his jaw tight. Cotton looks as if he wants me dead. So why, then, did he carry me here?”
Victoria Scott, Salt & Stone
“When I do doze, I dream of sopapillas with thick honey drizzled over their cinnamon sugar skins.”
Victoria Scott, Salt & Stone
“You want to make your own decisions, fine. But make sure you’re choosing the right ones.”
Victoria Scott, Salt & Stone
“Jaxon sits up like a novel thought has occurred to him. “Hey, you know what I was thinking? What is W’s deal? I mean, all the other letters in the alphabet have one syllable. But look at W. Double youuuu. Why’s it got to last so long? Right when you get to the end of the alphabet song, there’s W screwing things up. Am I right?”
Victoria Scott, Salt & Stone
“We don’t know how long it will be before we see fresh water again, so we have to ration.”
Victoria Scott, Salt & Stone
“Maybe forgiveness. Maybe understanding. Screw both.”
Victoria Scott, Salt & Stone
“No one besides you could have steered the ship through that storm. Or I’m only able to think clearly knowing you’re here if I fail. But I decide to let it rest. After all, it’s not a big deal. He made a call, and I did, too. The problem is he didn’t consider my option for a moment. But maybe I didn’t consider his, either.”
Victoria Scott, Salt & Stone
“With Guy watching on, I say to Cotton and Harper, “Let’s eat the chowder instead.”
Victoria Scott, Salt & Stone
“But when Cotton touches me like this, the way Guy hasn’t in days, I find myself not caring what his reasons are.”
Victoria Scott, Salt & Stone
“As Cotton holds the door open for me, and our bodies grow closer, I notice how much older he is than me. At least eight years, I’d guess. Too old, and yet young enough for me to admire the single dimple in his left cheek — a sharp contrast to his angular face.”
Victoria Scott, Salt & Stone
“Why are you telling me? Do I look like a servant to you?”
Victoria Scott, Salt & Stone
“cold, hard blue eyes meet my soft brown ones.”
Victoria Scott, Salt & Stone
“We don’t need anything. The woman on the device didn’t say we have to arrive with eight people, did she?”
Victoria Scott, Salt & Stone
“If Guy is on the yacht, then the yacht is the best place to be. He knows it. I know it. The iguana probably knows it. But I find myself hesitating. Why am I hesitating?”
Victoria Scott, Salt & Stone
“Braun slips his pig’s limp body into the black tide,”
Victoria Scott, Salt & Stone

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