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“Heus jongen, de reden om te vechten doet er nooit toe. Die is altijd een smoes. Net als bij jullie mensen.' Ik begreep niet wat ze bedoelde. 'Mensen?' vroeg ik. 'Mensen worden toch niet gegoten?' Ze keek me aan. 'Jawel,' zei ze. 'Jawel jongen, ook mensen worden gegoten.' Ik dacht dat ze me voor de gek hield, maar ze ging door: 'En bij dat gieten gaat het om de eerste druppel: die wint, en dat winnen zit in het bloed. Daar blijven ze hun leven lang om vechten. Op leven en dood. Ze kunnen het niet helpen.”

“Heute Nacht sind insgesamt neun Leute eingeliefert worden, einer mit einem schweren Bauchschuss. Lauter Arbeiter und Angestellte. Ist Ihnen auch schon aufgefallen, dass es sich meist um Bewohnen von Vororten handelt, um Leute, die einander kennen? Diese politischen Schießereien gleichen den Tanzbodenschlägereien zum Verwechseln. Es handelt sich hier wie dort um Auswüchse des deutschen Vereinslebens. Im Übrigen hat man den Eindruck, sie wollen die Arbeitslosenziffer senken, indem sie einander totschießen. Merkwürdige Art von Selbsthilfe.”

“Hey," a voice cut me off. "I know you!" I recognised the voice, but more than that I recognised the look on Macey's face as Preston came into view. "Don't you have a baby to kiss?" Macey said with a sigh. "Cammie, right?" Preston asked. "Macey didn't tell me you were coming." "Yeah. It's a great chance to see the political process up close and-" "Seriously," Macey snapped. "Go. Kiss. A baby.”

“Hey, Abdul. How's the baby?" Nisha asked. The burly giant, who could snap your neck with his bare hands and shoot you dead from five hundred feet, went as soft and fuzzy as the teddy bear Yash had brought Abdul's newborn daughter yesterday. After seeing him hold the tiny pink bundle, Yash could not for the life of him stop thinking of the man as cuddly. "She's amazing. Has quite the lungs, just like her ammi." Abdul winked.”

“Hey, Ariel," Flounder called shyly. "Before you go... could you... could you sing that lullaby? The one you used to sing to me after I lost my mother?" Her eyes widened. "Flounder, you haven't asked me that in years... even before I lost my voice." "And I won't ask again! It's just that" - he looked around. Jona politely pretended to watch something out in the sea, over by the far rocks- "we're alone here. No one from Atlantica is going to hear us. I don't know when you're going to have another chance." And Ariel, who lost her voice for years and had mixed feelings about singing for others, sang more sweetly than she ever had before, or ever would again. And no one heard but one fish, one seagull, the sand and the water and the evening breeze coming over the waves, and the rising moon.”

“Hey," Arnold shot Hector a small glare. "Emma's worth every second of my time. She's the only girl for me. There's not anyone else who could hold a candle to her." "That's nice," said Hector as Emma hid behind a row of lockers while the two boys walked by. "It's great to have unrealistic and dangerously high expectations. Maybe, I should make 'High Hopes' your ringtone." "Just keep it up, Hec," Arnold grinned as he shook his head. "I'm just saying that you need to keep your options open until you know it's a sure thing." "Like you and Pria?" "Exactly, like Pria and me! We're soulmates, y'know? Reincarnated lovers from eons ago in vain of Romeo and Juliet." "You're a total spaz. You know that, right?" "Hector Spazz Ramirez. I like the sound of that. Y'know what also has a nice ring to it?" "What?" "Mrs. Pria Spazz Ramirez! You think I should run that by her later?" "Definitely go for it. Put a ring on it." "But should I do it before or after French Class?" "See? Now, I can't tell if you're still joking." "Oh, I am." "Thank goodness." "Or am I? I really don't know anymore.”

“Hey Atticus, do me a quick favour before we go? its easy. Sure. What is it? Hold Granuailes staff for just a minute. You know, rest it on the ground so that its like a walking stick or something and the top of it is near your right cheek. Granuaile and I traded weapons to humor him and I stood as instructed. Thats perfect! Now say this like Sir Ian McKellen I am Atticus the White, and I come back to you now at the turn of the tide.”

“Hey, big guy.” After a moment, he said, “Babe?” He blinked and sat up, making the gurney squeak and groan. “Guys? What’d I miss?” A better family life? Your mom and sister? The kind of great dad you deserved? I wanted to say all of that, but I didn’t. I swallowed and had to blink back a few tears. “You’re my knight in shining armor.” I hugged him hard. “You saved the damsel. Now it’s my turn.” I hugged him again.”