Always, Always Have A Plan

I Can See Hope Inside It." Rachel Ran Her Fingers Over The Ceramic Designs. "so Fragile.

I Haven't Devoured A Soul In...what Month Is This? March?

My Name Is Carter Kane. I'm Fourteen And My Home Is A Suitcase.

Laistry....i Can't Even Say That. What Would You Call Them In English?" "canadians.

So, Great. This Is Camp…what Do You Call It? Camp Fish-blood?” Aphros Frowned. “i Hope That Was A Joke. This Is Camp __________.” He Made A Sound That Was A Series Of Sonar Pings And Hisses.