“How shameful. How predictable! How insipid. And how sweet.”
“how sad and bad and mad it was - but then, how it was sweet”
“Shane looked…pale. Pale and shaken and—how predictable was this?—pissed.”
“How sweet it was to be scolded by such a tiny. ”
“It is predictable that God will take care of us. What's unpredictable is how he will do it.”
“…how when you love someone, you take that person into your body, your fingertips predicting their angles and curves; how you smell like them in the morning.”