The stars folded themselves away as the sun peeked above the horizon and cracked open the sky and I kissed him and we laughed and it was good. | | The Living by Matt de la Pena |
All he could do was watch the island get smaller and smaller on the horizon, until it was just a tiny dot on the water, and then it was gone. | | OCD Love Story by Corey Ann Haydu |
I understand. | | Noggin by Corey Whaley |
And now, I've got to go and make another. | | The Nazi Hunters by Neal Bascomb |
Now it is time to live. | | The False Prince by Jennifer A. Nielsen |
I don't have to. | | Midwinterblood by Marcus Sedgwick |
Drifts off, untroubled, everything clear and radiant, and all at once. | | Insignia by S. J. Kincaid |
I really tried. | | Relish: My Life in the Kitchen by Lucy Knisley |
And doing those things with excitement, curiosity, and relish. | | Eleanor & Park by Rainbow Rowell |
Tock. | | Brewster by Mark Slouka |
'I love you too," he says, and it is upon these whispered words, as upon a magical carpet from some ancient tale, that I have traveled on. | | Prisoner B-3087 by Alan Gratz |
Tonight we dance! | | The Impossible Knife of Memory by Laurie Halse Anderson |
Just three words long. | | And the Mountains Echoed by Khaled Hosseini |
I closed my eyes and I flew out of the ghetto. | | Help for the Haunted by John Searles |
But mostly- mostly, mostly-I do. | | Pirate Cinema by Cory Doctorow |
So, it is. | | Far Far Away by Tom McNeal |
We'd run like it mattered. | | The Farm by Emily McKay |
In his arms, Fen's baby girl was awake and wriggling against him, waving her small fists at the weeping sky. | | I am Malala: The Girl Who Stood Up for Education and Was Shot by the Taliban by Malala Yousafzai |
And I press start. | | The War within These Walls by Aline Sax |
My world has changed but I have not. | | Orleans by Sheri L. Smith |