We could go to Lough Bealach,' Aislinn answered.
'Is that a place, or are you choking?' I asked, earning me a glare in return.
Dad made a strangled sound that might have been a laugh.

Somehow, my whole existence had become a really complicated word problem.

I'd always sucked at those.

I wondered if they had rehearsed this weird three-way-talking thing they had going on. I imagined them sitting in a circle in their dorm room, brushing their hair and saying, "Okay, so I'll say we feel bad, and then you'll say that your hot boyfriend thinks she's pathetic.

It’ll make you feel better.”
"By making me dead?” I asked. “I mean, I’m sure that would make my headache go away, but that’s a heck of a side effect.

Había sido besada unas pocas veces con anterioridad, pero nada como esto. Me sentí
electrificada desde la parte superior de mi cabeza hasta la punta de los pies, y en algún
lugar en el fondo de mi mente escuché a Alice diciendo que el amor tenía un poder propio.
Ella tenía razón: esto era mágico.

You know, I can see more than just the future or the past."
"Really?" I asked, paging through through the papers in the file. "Can you also see the present? Because I can do that, too. Like, right now, I sense that I'm in a messy room with a total toolbox.