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“He yelled over it. "I'm going to try to get us out of here."
"No-the firs. Like at the farm." Another cough. "In those houses. You can do something to stop it, can't you?"
"Not if you want to keep breathing."
She coughed again, and he pushed her closer to the floor.
"What? I don't-"
"Wrong twin." His voice was grim. "I'm not Gabriel. I'm Nick.”
― Brigid Kemmerer, Spark

“So she doesn’t like the rain,” said Gabriel.
Nick smiled. “I kind of like the irony.”…
Chris sighed. “No one likes the rain.”
“You do,” said Nick. He flung the lighter back to his brother. Gabriel caught it. “Maybe we should put some money on it, see how long it takes Chris to get her wet.”
― Brigid Kemmerer, Storm

“Michael always said if he could get them to eighteen without going to jail or getting a girl pregnant he'd consider it a success.”
― Brigid Kemmerer, Spark

“If you want me to fix your homework, you need to leave me alone.” Then he spotted her. “You’re back.”
“Yeah.” She glanced between him and Gabriel. “You do his homework?”
“Just the math. It’s a miracle he can count to ten.”
“I can count to one.” Gabriel gave him the finger.”
― Brigid Kemmerer, Storm