I Think She Just Asked If She

He Began It,” Cecily Said, Jerking Her Chin At Will, Though She Knew It Was Pointless. Jem, Will’s Parabatai, Treated Her With The Distant Sweet Kindness Reserved For The Little Sisters Of One’s Friends, But He Would Always Side With Will. Kindly, But Firmly, He Put Will Above Everything Else In The World. Well, Nearly Everything.

I Have A Feeling You're Right, Sherwin.' 'simon. My Name Is Simon.

You Couldn't Change The Past. You Could Only Go Forward

It Was At First Almost As If He Hadn't Wanted To Kiss Her. His Mouth Was Hard On Hers, Unyielding; Then He Put Both Arms Around Her And Pulled Her Against Him. His Lips Softened. She Could Feel The Rapid Beat Of His Heart, Taste The Sweetness Of Apples Still On His Mouth. She Wound Her Hands Into His Hair, As She'd Wanted To Do Since The First Time She'd Seen Him. His Hair Curled Around Her Fingers, Silky And Fine. Her Heart Was Hammering, And There Was A Rushing Sound In Her Ears, Like Beating Wings

Now Very Much Against Her Will, She Thought Of The Way Jace Had Looked At Her Then, The Blaze Of Faith In His Eyes, His Belief In Her. He Had Always Thought She Was Strong. He Had Showed It In Everything He Did, In Every Look And Every Touch. Simon Had Faith In Her Too, Yet When He'd Held Her, It Had Been As If She Were Something Fragile, Something Made Of Delicate Glass. But Jace Had Held Her With All The Strength He Had, Never Wondering If She Could Take It--he'd Known She Was As Strong Has He Was.