Victoria Edwards

“You make a really compelling argument. Join me or get walled up alive with a corpse? You should be a politician.”
― Sarah Rees Brennan, Unmade

“Rusty, Dad needs to work and I'm going out, so you're babysitting."
"I like that word," Rusty said, settling down for a nap. "Come, babies. Let us sit together.”
― Sarah Rees Brennan, Unspoken

“Where are you going?”
“Uh,” said Kami, eyeballing her wildly. “I’m going to buy some drugs.”
Lillian stared. “I beg your pardon?”
“This is a really stressful time for everyone,” said Kami. “So I thought maybe I could buy a little weed, take the edge off. I might be a while. This is a very clean-living town, apart from all the murders, so I don’t actually know any drug dealers. I realize Jared kind of looks like one, but he’s not, which is a shame because I think the drug dealer’s girlfriend gets her drugs free.”
“I realize you are attempting to be humorous,” said Lillian, after a pause during which she stared some more. “I don’t understand it.”
“Hey, you’re not the only family with a legacy. ‘Glass’ rhymes with ‘sass.’ Have you met my dad?”
“I have had that dubious pleasure,” said Lillian. “He is, in fact, meant to be meeting me in order to, and I quote, ‘teach me to integrate better with society, display leadership skills, win over the populace, and stop acting like a robot princess from space.’ I admit that the humor in his humor escapes me as well.” She paused and suddenly looked determined. “I’m going to start without him.”
― Sarah Rees Brennan, Unmade

“Angela, Angela," Kami said. "We can dwell on the past or we can move into the future!"
"I can hide your body in these piles of boxes. Nobody will ever find it.”
― Sarah Rees Brennan, Unspoken