So Long, Lollipops Quotes

“with”
― Sarah Lyons Fleming, So Long, Lollipops

“enough away to not appear creepy. She glanced at him and then looked straight ahead until the”
― Sarah Lyons Fleming, So Long, Lollipops

“supposed”
― Sarah Lyons Fleming, So Long, Lollipops

“escape or all but one of them could. Bits sat between Penny and Ana, face pale, blue eyes frantic. She’d looked at him like he had the answers—the way a little girl looks at the daddy she believes will never let her down. And although he supposed”
― Sarah Lyons Fleming, So Long, Lollipops

“knew he was going to die. And since he had only hours—or minutes—to live, he wanted to spend those last moments happy. Well, as happy as you could be surrounded by zombies. But he was happy, which was mind-boggling, especially when you considered that he’d spent more than half of his life unhappy. He’d spent the last eighteen of his thirty years miserable, in fact,”
― Sarah Lyons Fleming, So Long, Lollipops

“looked”
― Sarah Lyons Fleming, So Long, Lollipops

“The dumpsters gave him a platform that measured around six by seven. Behind him was the brick wall of the building, and the other sides—well, those were all zombie. He drove the machete into a neck, then an ear. All that trench digging and wood chopping had made his arms feel tireless; he could do this for hours. So he would. He would fight”
― Sarah Lyons Fleming, So Long, Lollipops

“do you still love Cassie, too?” Peter sighed. She wouldn’t stop harping on this, and he didn’t know how to explain it to this girl who thought everything was a love triangle in a young adult novel. He didn’t expect”
― Sarah Lyons Fleming, So Long, Lollipops

“Yeah, she does,” Peter said. The mood was growing somber, and he didn’t want it to. He was fine. It had all worked out the way it was supposed to. “But he’s not a vampire. I hear”
― Sarah Lyons Fleming, So Long, Lollipops

“few months ago, even—he would have weighed his life against another’s. Calculated pros and cons. Made a deal. He was good at deals. He’d spent years making them; he’d learned all about them at Harvard Business School. But there was nothing here to negotiate. It was refreshing. He was flooded with a resolve so strong, so sure and clear, that it was painless. He didn’t regret it, even as the torn, rotten hands scrabbled inches away from his boots. The racket they kicked up brought more down the alley. The Lexers on the other side of the fence, the one everyone had escaped”
― Sarah Lyons Fleming, So Long, Lollipops

“And although he supposed he’d already known, in that moment he realized he was the closest thing Bits had to a dad. He’d held her hand during the nightmares that plagued her. He’d cuddled her and teased her and named all of her freckles. And he loved her so much that when he imagined losing her it felt like looking into a black hole. Isn’t that what black holes did—suck all light out of the space around them? That’s exactly what would happen if Bits was gone. He knew Cassie understood; if he was Bits’s dad, then Cassie was her mom. He needn’t worry as”
― Sarah Lyons Fleming, So Long, Lollipops

“But he was happy, which was mind-boggling, especially when you considered that he’d spent more than half of his life unhappy. He’d spent the last eighteen of his thirty years miserable, in fact, until he’d been saved. And now, as he watched the people who’d saved him jump the curb”
― Sarah Lyons Fleming, So Long, Lollipops

“of his life unhappy. He’d spent the last eighteen of his thirty years miserable, in fact, until he’d been saved. And now, as he watched the people who’d saved him”
― Sarah Lyons Fleming, So Long, Lollipops

“He was heading for a lively bout of self-flagellation when he realized he had two choices—beat himself up about everything he'd ever done wrong or forgive himself and be who he was now. No one else held a grudge, so why was he doing it for them?”
― Sarah Lyons Fleming, So Long, Lollipops

“He'd found it annoying at the time, but that was because everything had irritated him, including himself.”
― Sarah Lyons Fleming, So Long, Lollipops

“Sorry about your little girl. But I'm glad she's okay," he said, without turning.

Peter cleared his throat. "She's not really my daughter. I wish she was, but she's not." He didn't know why he felt the need to explain; it's not like Chuck was demanding a birth certificate.

Chuck turned and smiled. Peter had been right—those blue eyes were friendly when they weren't entertaining the idea of your demise. "Doesn't really matter, does it? Once they got hold of your heart, they got you.”
― Sarah Lyons Fleming, So Long, Lollipops

“And he loved her so much that when he imagined losing her it felt like looking into a black hole. Isn’t that what black holes did—suck all light out of the space around them?”
― Sarah Lyons Fleming, So Long, Lollipops