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“During the day I miss your laughter and your wit and your smiles and the sharpness of your mind. In the evenings I think more of your kisses, sighs, and understanding ways. Then some nights I lie awake consumed with thoughts of the day I can love you in every way. On nights like this, my hunger for you overwhelms me. I can dwell for hours on the taste of your mouth and the scent of your hair and the touch of your skin.”

“My stubborn little witch,” he said softly. “Don’t believe for a clockwork minute that you are unlovable. If I were a mortal, a man not doomed to walk the earth as a haunted specter, I would be the first suitor in line. Please believe that.” She hiccupped. “You… you’d want to court me?” Jack laughed. “Court you? I’d follow you around like Finney and stare at you all moony-eyed. I’d spend my days fending off your other would-be suitors, my evenings charming Flossie, and my nights stealing kisses at your window.”

“-En primer lugar, ¿cómo fue que las drogas entraron en nuestro barrio? Estamos hablando de una industria de muchos miles de millones de dólares, nena. Traen esa mierda en avión a nuestras comunidades, pero no conozco a nadie que tenga un jet privado, ¿y tú? -No. -Allí está. Las drogas vienen de algún lado, y están destrozando nuestra comunidad- dice papá -. Hay gente como Brenda, que piensa que la necesita para sobrevivir, y luego hay otros como Khalil, que piensan que deben venderla para sobrevivir. Las Brendas no pueden conseguir trabajo a menos que no estén enganchadas, y no pueden pagar una rehabilitación a menos que tengan trabajo. Cuando arrestan a los Khalils por vender drogas, o se pasan la mayor parte de sus vidas en la cárcel, que es otra industria de miles de millones de dólares, o les cuesta muchísimo esfuerzo conseguir trabajo de verdad, y lo más probable es que comiencen a vender drogas otra vez. Ése es el odio que nos dan, nena, un sistema diseñado en contra de nosotros. Eso quiere decir Thug Life.”

“Yeah,” I said. “And that thing you just did...” “This?” he inquired, puckering his lips again at me. “Yes, that. The blowfish beat you to that, jackass. How do you like jackass?” “Heeeeeeee-HAW!” he cried, punching both fists into the air. “Stick to something more loving though. Then I won’t have the urge to bray every time you call me.”

“Sanne intervened to ask the title of my book, and Isolde said, scathingly, “'Love on the Infinity Express'. That sounds like the next big brainy best-seller, doesn't it?” “Sounds like total hand-holding all the way from Samanbar to Alsalem,” said Arriana. “Dear Lea, no, that title won't do. Couldn't you come up with something more jazzy? Like 'The Dashing Soldier Boy's Ravishing Desire'? And, yes, come up with a titillating cover too, alright? Bare breasts, male and female, with a fuchsia color scheme is the way to go.”