Awww," Minho Said. "that's Almost As Sweet

Good Try, Ya Bugging Shank. The Gathering Elects Runners, And If You Think I'm Tough, They'd Laugh In Your Face.

Awww," Minho Said. "that's Almost As Sweet As That Time She Slammed The End Of A Spear Into Your Shuck Face.

Thomas Hated The People Who'd Taken This Poor, Innocent Kid Form His Family. He Hated Them With A Passion He Didn't Know A Human Could Feel. He Wanted Them Dead, Tortured, Even. He Wanted Chuck To Be Happy. But Happiness Had Been Ripped Form Their Lives. Love Had Been Ripped From Their Lives.

He Turned To Look Just In Time To See The Rain Start Falling Out As If The Storm Had Finally Decided To Weep With Shame For What It Had Done To Them.

Thomas: Is It [my Brain] Fixed? Brenda: It Worked, Judging From The Fact That You're Not Trying To Kill Us Anymore.