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337 pages, Kindle Edition
First published May 16, 2013
"How long was I out?" I asked.
"You weren't really out. You were sort of muttering."
"What did I say?"
"Ms. Sharp asked if she should call an ambulance and you said, 'Not sure, I left my medical degree in my other purse. Why don't you figure it out yourself?'"
"Sounds like me."
There was a boy named Jacques Durang whose father was an international assassin. Jacques Durang was pretty much evil. When I was thirteen, I kicked him so hard he had to get testicle retrieval surgery.
"Take care of yourself, Astrid," he would say.
And then I would say, "I always do."
“Astrid Krieger lives in a rocket ship prototype in the backyard of her parents’ estate. Her recent expulsion from the elite Bristol Academy has won her a unique punishment: She’ll have to attend public school for the very first time…”
“If you were to ask Pierre who he is to me, the first thing he would probably say is, “my name’s not Pierre.” And while that’s true, if you saw a blond guy wearing a tracksuit talking on a neon green cell phone with a big stupid grin on his face all the time and a very phlegmy accent, I’m positive you would know who I was talking about if I called that guy Pierre.”
“This is the part of the story where I should have told Noah something like ‘I love you. I think I’ve always loved you. I didn’t realise it until this moment, but we are made for each other.
But that part didn’t happen. Why? Because I wasn’t a stupid moron. At that point, I had known Noah for almost no time at all. And for most of that, I didn’t actually know too much about him…I was way too sensible to let myself feel something like love for someone I knew so little about. Maybe some people can’t buy a sandwich without falling in love with three people, but those people are weird.”
“There’s a portrait of my whole extended family that hangs over the main fireplace from about four years ago. It’s a huddled mass of grey and blond people with red ties and tight, fake smiles.”
“He buys me a lot of flowers. I have no use for flowers. Flowers die before they do anything. If someone wants to win me over, they should give me something useful, like juice boxes or a boat.”

"The world turned and flung me."
"If you were quicker," he said, "you would have had that damn painting. Astrid, never let anyone stop you from having everything you want."
"It's impossible, you know. I never could have had it."
"Impossible for everyone else, sure," he said, "Not for you and me."
"Fire is fierce. Fire is angry. Fire does whatever it fucking wants. I am a big fan of fire."