Krisz

“Right then, and at every moment since you’d left me, all I could think about was you. I wanted you in that apartment. I wanted your arms around me, your face close to mine. I wanted your smell. And I knew I couldn’t—shouldn’t—have it. That’s what I hated most. The uncertainty of you. You’d kidnapped me, put my life in danger … but I loved you, too.”
― Lucy Christopher, Stolen

“You looked at me, your eyes huge. You we're like a dog then, waiting for me to throw you a bone . . . waiting for something I could never give you.”
― Lucy Christopher, Stolen

“Writing is learning to say nothing, more cleverly each day.”
― William Allingham

“I can't save you like that, Ty.”
― Lucy Christopher, Stolen