“You're eyes," she said, waving her hand next to her own. "I can tell when you aren't alone in there.”

“Miranda's mom had taught her that while eyes were important, music was the real window to someone's soul.”

“His body trembled against hers. She held on, afraid that if she let go he'd be gone forever.”

“Bullfrak," Miranda said. "It's for power. If you're pretending this is about something else, even to yourself, then frak you, you delusional murdering excuse for a nutty professor.”

“Miranda tore through the woods like a chupacabra chased her.”

“Letting other people have this much power over you is dangerous.”

“No. We are our families. Both of us. We are the baggage twins. That much, I get.”