"It had come to his attention tonight that he was a complete idiot. Greg had never thought of himself as an idiot. In fact, he'd always considered himself somewhat intelligent, but that was before he'd climbed into the trunk of a strange car and locked himself inside for no good purpose that he could think of" (Chapter 2, p. 14).

"Lissianna hadn't really tried to read or control his thoughts as intended, she'd been too busy enjoying the moment, but from the brief connection, she'd got an imprint of his mind. It was a mixture of confusion, desire, intelligence, and an honesty and character that appealed to her. Aware of the silence that had fallen over the room, Lissianna glanced about" (Chapter 3, p. 22).

"Birthdays could be such a bummer when you were older than the country you lived in" (Chapter 4, p. 28).

"'I know you're probably mad as hell about being...