“He's not the brightest crayola in the pack.”

“Sweet weeping baby Jesus he has a six-pack to beat all six-packs!”

“No, Kramisha, he's not black. He's a killer bird with evil for his Daddy.”

“Hey, which one of them is supposed to be your boyfriend?” Starkasked me. Even in the terrible shape he was in, he caught my glancewith his. His voice was scratchy, and he sounded scarily weak, buthis eyes sparkled with humor.“I am!” Heath and Erik said together.”

“He was chugging brown pop from a can Jack had handed him while he stuffed nacho cheese Doritos in his face. I was glad to see he looked lots better, almost completely like himself, which proves Doritos and brown pop really are health foods.”

“I've married a friggin horse. And he bites.”

“I don’t like the way he looks at you.”My stomach lurched. “What do you mean? How does he look at me?”“Like you’re not a student and he’s not a teacher.”