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385 pages, Kindle Edition
First published February 14, 2012
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**Jocelyn. Twin to Jack, bounced in and out of foster care since leaving her mother's care.
**Jack. Jocelyn's twin, killed in a car accident which devastated Jocelyn.
**Noah. The twins' best friend while they were residents at Seale House, a foster care home.
**Seale House. I'm making the foster care home a character because it truly seems to be alive. It is downright creepy at times but always interesting. I never knew what this house was going to do. Kinda awesome and definitely dark.
“we walked past shops and cafes. red and white maple leaf flags hung from balconies and flagpoles, and cars inched down the packed road as drivers searched for places to park. all kinds of shoppers and tourists passed us. a dark skinned man wearing a sombrero and a suit made entirely of zippers got a nervous glance from a woman in a tailored business suit. we heard a bagpipe playing; in the distance was a guy in a kilt and full scottish attire. people stopped to watch him plan and put cash in his copper bucket. a block long flower market, its framework heavy with bright hanging baskets, caught my attention. workers with watering cans and misting bottles catered to the plants, and the sweet scent of flowers drifted on the breeze.”
“'oh, I’m sorry, I thought you were still in the restroom stuffing your bras with toilet paper.' a few of the boys laughed, including jack and noah.”
“‘at least I’m not a girl who dresses like a prostitute.’”
“I didn’t understand how Noah could think about food when we had an unsolved clue.”
“to his credit he tried to be a gentleman and keep his eyes on my arm. I knew this wasn’t easy, since I was wearing a low-cut lavender sports bra.”
“at least i’d already emailed the english essay.”
“he was studying me more than the screen.”
“’are you happy noah?’ ‘don’t start playing head games with me. you won’t win.’”
“‘you listen to me. you’re the most remarkable person I’ve ever known. since you’ve grown up, you’re beautiful, yes, but I don’t really care about your looks. never have. It’s your head and heart that’s always gotten under my skin like nobody else could.’”
“’still biting your nails, i see.’ ‘no calories, at least.’”
“I turned and ran into the fog, not looking back.”