Monument 14 Sky On Fire Quotes

And then I saw Niko. He had sunk down to his knees and had his face in his hands. I went over to him. "You did it," I said. "You saved us." "Yeah," he moaned, "but I lost her.

We were a good team. I was glad we had decided to work on being friends. She was holding up her end of the bargain and I was trying my best not to worship her.

Honey, I don't understand that story. What does it mean?" "It means stick with the dog you know, Auntie Jean", Max told her. "Stick with the dog you know.

I guess I could go and get a bunch of knives from the Kitchen aisles and throw them at the intruders. So lame. I wanted to wring my own neck for being so lame.

Monopoly belonged to me and Alex. It was our game and they would never understand. There were strategies and traditions and they would never get all its complexities. I didn't want them to play it. I strode to the Toy Department for another divider, thinking that I would never play Monopoly with anyone besides Alex, ever. Ever, ever, ever, ever. It was possible I was behaving somewhat like a child.

Niko started sobbing. There is no other word for it. He just crumpled down over the legs of the dead soldier and sobbed. I didn't know what to do. I sat down. Sahalia went over and kind of rubbed Niko's back. Batiste kept screaming for Josie. Max was whimpering. He was in pain. Ulysses climbed down from the tree and went and got Max's boot from where it got stuck under the root, and for a long while, that's all the movement there was. Just fat Ulysses, trying to help his friend get his boot on.

He swaggered over to Jake himself.

I added “Hide the bodies” to my mental list of things to do.

Mom!” I shout. “Mom! Dad!” I reach my mother and come to a stop, my feet sliding in the gravel. Gently, gently, I hug her. She’s thin and I see, no, I feel, against my cheek, that she’s suffered some terrible burn down the side of her face and over her neck. The skin is bandaged in places and shiny in others and she’s in my arms. She’s thin and fragile and she’s in my arms. My mother. My dad puts his arms around the two of us and Alex wriggles into the middle and we’re all laughing and crying. We’re in a big knot. A knot of Grieders. A cluster. A group. A family. My dad kisses the back of my head and Alex’s grin is a mile wide. I’ve never seen Alex so happy and I know I never will see him happier. He did it. He reunited us. * * * In a moment, Astrid will make her way down the drive and I will introduce my parents to my son and my (someday soon) wife. But right now I just let my mom cling to me. “My sweet boy,” she says. “I thought I lost you forever.” I hold my mother, taking care to be gentle, and I tell her I love her.