Marked Quotes

“It’s not the trauma from the initial death of a loved one that wounds the living. It’s every single day after that, the days that pass, and pass, and pass. The light didn’t go out of the world when it went out of my life. And no matter how much it feels like it shouldn’t, time goes on. Life does too, and the one you care the most about just isn’t a part of it anymore.”
― Bridget E. Baker, Marked

“Which is it, Daddy? Will this cure you? Or accelerate your death, like you accelerated thousands?”
― Bridget E. Baker, Marked

“I’m not people. People suck. I’m Sam, and I’ll never let you down. You can trust me. Your problem all along has been that you trust the wrong people.” When he leans down to kiss me, I don’t stop him.”
― Bridget E. Baker, Marked

“I turn and run back the other direction. I run until my lungs hurt, until my legs cramp, and then I keep going until I run off the end of the bridge and right into a brick wall. Whump. A warm, familiar, breathing, brick wall. Sam. He’s as gorgeous as ever, but boy does he look pissed.”
― Bridget E. Baker, Marked

“Don’t forget that I can’t un-hear things. Don’t. Maul. My. Ears.”
― Bridget E. Baker, Marked

“years, but this feels different somehow. A spark zooms through me, and I quickly stare at my feet. No luck for Andrea tonight, or Gemette. The bottle comes to rest on Andrea’s best friend, Annelise, instead. She and I were in Science together a long time ago. Her dark brown hair hangs loose, framing high cheekbones and expressive chocolate eyes. She frowns. Tonight doesn’t seem to be going right for anyone so far. “Now what?” Annelise’s voice shakes. “We just kiss, right here in front of everyone?” “No, of course not,” Gemette snaps. “Who made you the boss?” Evan frowns. Judging by his sulky tone, he’s still mad about losing his turn earlier. “Unfortunately, I’m the boss,” Wesley says, “and she’s right.” He points to a dilapidated shed at the top of the hill. “You two go up there.” “Romantic.” Tom rolls his eyes as he stands up. He rubs his bare palms on his pants. Gross. At least I know I’m not the only nervous one here. Tom and Annelise trudge a path through clumps of frozen brown grass toward the rundown tool shed. What a special memory for their first kiss. Gemette sighs and I pat her gloved hand with my own. I’d feel worse for her, but Gemette likes every decent looking guy in town, including a few boys a year younger than us. She’ll recover from missing out on a special moment with Tom. I glance again toward Andrea, an acquaintance from my time in Agriculture. She and Tom trained together for years. She may have liked him as long as I’ve liked Wesley. She looks into the fire while her foot digs a messy hole in the soil. I wonder how I’ll feel if Wesley spins and gets Andrea. Or worse, Gemette. I’ll have to sit here and twiddle my thumbs while I know he’s in there kissing a friend. My stomach lurches. Coming tonight was a stupid idea. I clearly didn’t think this through.”
― Bridget E. Baker, Marked

“gathering,”
― Bridget E. Baker, Marked

“Dan last logged”
― Bridget E. Baker, Marked