"High in her hidden turret, concealed by oak trees on the steep hillside and disguised by its improbability on top of a supposedly normal house, the conversation was not going the direction Tempest had hoped."
"Maybe it will be all right. Maybe I’ve just become too used to it never being all right."
"His flagrant violations of our tobacco rules made it seem like he was trying to get caught. Or he was bad at being bad. Not like me."
"The funerals were held yesterday and because Mom didn’t want Fran, Robin or Alex to see the people crying and carrying-on, she asked the Olyphants to drop them off at our house and then pick them up on their way home."
"We don't like to use the word 'test.' We find it causes undue stress."
"She was curious at this invasion, this newest plague to strike the camp."
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