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“Are you saying...you can make people normal again?" I breathe out, the idea too tantalizing for my own good.
Allie nods. "That's the goal.”
― Natalie Whipple

“So are we actually cooking Radiasure?" Carols asks as he plops on his brother's bed. "Because if Mom and Dad catch us we'll never see the outside of the confession bootha gain."
Bea rolls her eyes. "Nothing new for you.”
― Natalie Whipple, Blindsided

“Either I protect my friends and lie low until the fight for Radiasure is over, or I put everyone in harm's way and make sure that horrible drug never gets made again. Maybe if I was only putting myself at risk, I could be okay with it. But I can't make this decision for my friends and family. This is too much for one invisible girl to handle. "What do I do, Mom?"
She puts her hands on my shoulders. "Sit down. I'll get the Pop Tarts.”
― Natalie Whipple

“She's not trying to make Radiasure, Fi. Allie is trying to cure mutations.”
― Natalie Whipple, Blindsided