Samantha Kingston Quotes

Could it be? Samantha Kingston? Home? On a Friday?” I roll my eyes. “I don’t know. Did you do a lot of acid in the sixties? Could be a flashback.” “I was two years old in 1960. I came too late for the party.” He leans down and pecks me on the head. I pull away out of habit. “And I’m not even going to ask how you know about acid flashbacks.” “What’s an acid flashback?” Izzy crows. “Nothing,” my dad and I say at the same time, and he smiles at me.

Things change after you die, though- I guess because dying is about the lonliest thing you can do.

Beep, beep,” Lindsay calls out. A few weeks ago my mom yelled at her for blasting her horn at six fifty-five every morning, and this is Lindsay’s solution.

From the way they were pillow talking I was worried I was about to be treated to the symphony of another make-out session.

Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep, If I should die before I 'wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take

You shouldn’t believe everything you hear,” I blurt out, and all three girls instantly shut their mouths and stare at me. “It’s true,” I say, feeling bolder now that I have such a captive audience.

I used to lie here like this all summer long,” I tell her. “I’d come up here and just stare at the sky.” She rolls over on her back so she’s staring up as well. “Bet this view hasn’t changed much, has it?” What she says is so simple I almost laugh. She’s right, of course. “No. This looks exactly the same.” I suppose that’s the secret, if you’re ever wishing for things to go back to the way they were. You just have to look up.

Sexism is not confined by border, race, class, sexuality or gender and, to my mind (and Margo Kingston's in Chapter 6), it is inextricably bound up with a mindset of entitlement that also afflicts our relationship with the planet.

He gives a half laugh. “I thought if I had a party, you would come.” I feel a rush of embarrassment, heat spreading up from my toes. His comment is so unexpected I don’t know what to say. He doesn’t seem embarrassed though. He just sits there looking at me. So typical Kent. He never understood that you can’t just say something like that.