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“I've always been jealous of the kids who have never had to deal with this crushing pressure. They have no idea how good they have it, how lucky they are. Often, I find myself wondering: What is it like to live freely, to live a life untethered, without having to be responsible for everyone around you?”

“Here's the thing. Now that Appa's gone, I have to try even harder. At least when he was around, he could help support Umma and Ji-hyun. But now, if I fail out of college, my life-and theirs—is over. There is no trust fund, no plan B, no time for me to figure out a secret talent. My mother can't support me, since she can barely support herself. It's up to me to get a good job and make enough money to help her”

“"I'm dying," Pete said. "God wouldn't desert me like this."
"There is no angel," Hester said furiously.
"Hester!" Elizabeth said, wiping away tears.
"What? This man deserves nothing. He wanted to kill us."
"He's dying, Hester." They looked at him.
"I'm glad," Hester said, and kicked a stone.”

Omg Finally!

“Perhaps he would even start believing his own tales. Lies could be told with such liberating ease-they tasted better on the tongue than hard facts.”

I am loving how crisp and clear the writing is

Olivia bird is 40 years old and thinks like a teenager lol

Kind of not a fan of the writing, but I think I’ll get used to it

Well, I had a lot to say." Jet cupped her hand over her eyes, to see Billy clearer. The clearest she'd ever seen him.
You've always got a lot to say." Billy smiled.
"Didn't think I'd ever see you again.
Billy nodded, chewed his lip. 'Do you see me now?' Raised his arms.
'Yeah,' Jet said, 'I see you. Do you see me?"
"I've always seen you, Jet."

'What are you looking at?' Billy craned his neck. "Trying to catch another one?'
*Well, you're gonna need all the luck you can get, Billy, without me here to look out for you.' She sniffed. 'Actually, I was looking at the stars.
People do that too, huh? No reason. Just nice to look at.'
"Yeah,' Billy said, but he wasn't looking at the stars, he was looking at
Her.

“She cried.
Her wet hair dripped and her nose streamed, and the tears doubled up, chasing each other but there were no winners, all soaking into Billy. Her sobs shook both of them, but Billy stood firm, his hands strong and warm against her damp, exposed back.
Jet cried, balling her fist, a handful of his shirt.
Billy bent down, resting his chin against the top of her broken head.”

Okay this is addictive

Okay not what I was expecting

OKAY DAMN THIS IS ADDICTIVE