“Then, Holden, the little Fang gang kid, came out of nowhere with an apparent death wish. He raced directly toward the maniac with the gun shrieking something that sounded like " I am Starfishhh!”

“Todd came toward me with the squad trailing behind him like a street gang of angry thugs with breasts.”

“I liked that he had hair that was growing without a plan. A grin that came out of nowhere and left the same way.”

“Thad asked, "Why does she keep calling you Kid, Mr.Morgan? Something about that sounds mite familiar.""Son of a gun!" Bill suddenly exclaimed. "He's Kid Morgan, the gunfighter! I've read about him!Lace glanced at The Kid and smiled. "Looks like your secret's out.""It was never that much of a secret." The Kid shrugged."Well, I'm glad I don't have to keep it anymore," Nick said.The Gustaffson brothers looked at him. Bill said, "You knew about this?" "Yeah," Nick replied, looking a little ashamed. "I'm sorry, fellas. Mr.Morgan asked me to keep quiet about it, and I promised him I would.”

“I love this time of day,' Josh says-talking to me, he's talking to me!-and I try to think of the right thing to say. 'I love you' sounds a little intense for the conversation. 'Can we make out?' sounds like something Jackson would say, and even if I am thinking it, I never want to sound like Jackson. Ever. 'Me too,' is what I come up with. Brilliant, right?”

“And you plan to do this alone? You think a lot of yourself, don’t you animal? (Stone)Oh, punk, please. Believe me, when dealing with wusses like you who have to gang up on a kid to feel powerful, I don’t need any help. (Fang)”