She gives me a glare fit to singe hair. "Make me a promise that this is going to save Oak's life.""I promise," I tell her."And make me another promise that it's not going to cost you yours."I nod. "It won't.""Liar," she says. "You're a dirty liar and I hate it and I hate this.""Yeah," I say. "I know."At least she didn't say she hated me, too.
-Holly Black
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