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“Get me outa here. F*ckin' creepy cheerleaders.”
― Lisa McMann, Wake

“The phone rings.
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“No.�� She hangs up.”
― Lisa McMann, Wake

“The thought of being with Shay Wilder makes me want to gouge my eyes out with a butter knife”
― Lisa McMann, Fade

“So what, then? Pete? Clyde?"
Cabel rolls over, pretending to sleep.
"It's Fred, isn't it?"
"Janie. Stop."
"You named your thing Janie?" She giggles.
Cabel groans deeply. "Go to sleep.”
― Lisa McMann, Gone

“Cabel flicks his fingers at her, spraying her with water. Grinning. "Sure. I think I'm pretty lucky. I bet blind people have great sex. I'll even wear a blindfold so it's fair." He bumps his hips lightly against hers.”
― Lisa McMann, Gone

“In the cool dark basement, she whispers, "It's not Ralph, is it?"
Cabel's quiet for a moment, as if he's thinking, "You mean like Forever Ralph? Uh, no."
"You've read Forever?" Janie is incredulous.
"There wasn't much else to chose from on the hospital library cart, and Deenie was always checked out," Cable says sarcastically.
"Did you like it?"
Cabel laughs softly, "Um...well, it wasn't the wisest thing to read for a fourteen-year-old guy with fresh skin grafts in the general area down there, if you know what I mean.”
― Lisa McMann, Gone