“[W]hen Ben was kissing me, the whole world retreated. I felt things I'd never felt before, in places I never knew were connected. But I was pretty sure that whatever was buzzing against my thigh was not normal. For one thing, it was ringing. Ben dragged his mouth away from mine and mumbled a curse that was a little shocking and kind of hot. "Ignore it," he said. That was easy for him to say when his cell phone was rounding third base. If anyone got a home run tonight, I didn't want it to be Verizon Wireless.” IfsWorldWantKindLittlesSaidWholeHomeRunningFeltEasyOne ThingMinesKissingNormalMouthsThirdsHotPhonesConnectedWhole WorldCellsCurseTonightShockingCell PhoneThighsHome RunWirelessHens Author:Rosemary Clement-Moore
“"Oh My God," I blurted, grabbing onto Phin as we faced the open bedroom door. "It's the axe murderer." "I doubt he would knock," she said, but she was whispering, too, and didn't move away from me.” SaidMovingDoubtDoorsBedroomMurdererWhisperingGrabbing Author:Rosemary Clement-Moore
“How about this?" I said, because now it was the principle of the thing. "I'm sorry, jackass.” SaidPrinciplesSorryI'm SorryJackasses Book:Texas Gothic Source: Texas Gothic
