“He gave Marcie a spare to the Jeep—I should park this thing in the ocean, twenty feet under.”
“Don’t start. I saw Marcie climb inside your Jeep.”“She needed a ride.”I adopted a hands-on-hips pose. “What kind of ride?”“Not that kind of ride,” he said slowly.”
“I don’t see any police cars.” “They probably had to park a couple blocks over. Anyway, as I was saying, I noticed illegal substances in the hands of a few guests.” “So?” she snapped. “It’s a party.”“Alcohol is illegal under the age of twenty-one.” “Great!” Marcie shouted. “What am I going to do?” She paused, then raised her voice again. “You probably called them!” “Who, me?” Vee said. “And lose the free food? No way.”
“A week feels like a year when you’re seventeen and in love. A twenty minute drive might as well be an ocean. But we were together again and the whole world was rejoicing, even the gravel crunched melodiously under our feet as we danced onward through the night.”
“A young Buddhist frog took a leap,into some traffic, "Beep, Beep!"He sprang from his feet,jumping into the street,and soon became one with a jeep.-The Ginger Poem of the Month”
“Why are you hunting down Noah?”Without hesitation, he gave me an answer that made the world tilt under my feet.“He took a piece of you. I’m gonna findhim and get it back.”