“Heads up, chests out, big smiles, ready? Ok.”
“Head up and Chest out!”
“- 'Music opens your soul, makes you ready.'- 'Ready for what?'- He smiles big. 'Exactly.”
“So who do you want to be?”I smiled, resting my head against his chest. “I’m not sure yet, but I’m looking forward to finding out.”
“Little crimes breed big crimes. You smile at little crimes and then big crimes blow your head off.”
“Every once in a while she'll get worked up and cry like that. But that's ok. She's letting her feelings out. The scary thing is not being able to do that. Then your feelings build up and harden and die inside. That's when you're in big trouble.”