“Er-my-nee," Ron croaked unexpectedly from between them.”
“From now on, I don't care if my tea leaves spell 'Die, Ron, Die,' I'm chucking them in the bin where they belong.”
“I lost our babies for us,” she croaked. “My body wouldn’t hold them.”
“The air between them began to settle into a silence. Awkward, yet softly exciting. Like an unexpected snow day.”
“It's my brothers"-Nathan croaked"I don't give a fuck if they're your sisters"- Swanson said "I'll kiss them just the same”
“Beat sprouts," I croaked, ashamed I'd reached a point in my life where I had to make decisions like choosing between bean sprouts or potato chips (and then going with fucking bean sprouts!).”