It's Your Gift, To See

A Patient, Methodical Sort Of Madman. The Worst Kind.

-nunca Dejaría De Creer En Ti -dijo-. Jamás. Lo Que Siento Por Ti...-se Atracó-. Es Lo Más Grande Que He Sentido En Mi Vida. [pp.78]

I Was Thinking About The First Time I Ever Saw You And How After That I Couldn't Forget You. I Wanted To, But I Couldn't Stop Myself.

Will Suspected Jem Was In Fact Cleverer Than He Was Himself - But He Lacked Will's Tendency To Assume The Absolute Worst About People And Proceed From There.

Will Remembered The Two Of Them, Running Through The Dark Streets Of London, Jumping From Rooftop To Rooftop, Seraph Blades Gleaming In Their Hands; Hours In The Training Room, Shoving Each Other Into Mud Puddles, Throwing Snowballs At Jessamine From Behind An Ice Fort In The Courtyard, Asleep Like Puppies On The Rug In Front Of The Fire.