“The three of you are enough to drive a mara mad. 'She can wear my shirt,’" she growled in imitation of Nash. "No, she can wear my shirt," she said switching to Tod's smoother tone. Then Sabine took off down the hall without a glance at any of us. "I have a spare. Come on, Kaylee, before I choke on testosterone and melodrama. ”
I love you all. But it's time to say good-bye, for now. be careful with the world, or the next time we meet, it might get ugly. -Tally Youngblood