Walk out of this with your parents, the stones, and Darroc dead, Ms. Lane, and I‘ll give you the bloody thing.

“Everywhere I looked, I could see only shades of gray. Black and white were noth…”

“Pretty girls don't have ugly mouths.”

“Sloppy, Mega,” I mutter. I still can’t see. I wipe my bloody nose on my sleeve …”

“You're Mac," he says. "And I'm Jericho. And nothing else matters. Never will. Y…”