Harriette S

“My inner Boy Scout had to try.” If this guy had an inner Boy Scout, I had an inner flamingo.”
― Jennifer Lynn Barnes, The Naturals

“Me?” Dean couldn’t have sounded more incredulous if he’d tried. “What else is there to say?”

What was there to say?

“I don’t care.” My breath was still ragged from running. I was saying this wrong. “Your father—it doesn’t change who you are.”

“What I am,” he corrected. “And yes, it does. Why don’t you go ask Sloane what the statistics say about psychopathy and heredity? And then why don’t you ask her what they say about growing up in an environment where it’s the only thing you know.”

“I don’t care about the statistics,” I said. “We’re partners. We work together. You knew I was going to find out. You could have told me.”

“We’re not partners.”

The words hurt me—and he meant for them to.”
― Jennifer Lynn Barnes, The Naturals

“So take whatever time you need. Figure out how you feel. Figure out if Dean makes you feel the way I do, if he’ll ever let you in, and if you want him to, because the next time my lips touch yours, the next time your hands are buried in my hair—the only person you’re going to be thinking about is me.”
― Jennifer Lynn Barnes, The Naturals

“We'll never feel safe again, and so it's bye-bye innocence. It's been nice knowing you, but you're gone now.”
― John Marsden, Tomorrow, When the War Began