Page 230 of Tell Me Pucking Lies

And when class ends and I walk back out into the sunlight, I know they're all out there somewhere—Koa at practice, Revan and Atticus at Blackridge.

But tonight, or tomorrow, or whenever we can steal the time, we'll come back together.

We'll collide like we always do—violent and beautiful.

And that's not a fairy tale ending.

It's better.

It's real.

The End.