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    The Secret History by Donna Tartt

    Once, over dinner, Henry was quite startled to learn from me than men had walked on the moon. “No,” he said, putting down his fork.

    “It’s true,” chorused the rest, who had somehow managed to pick this up along the way.

    “I don’t believe it.”

    “I saw it,” said Bunny. “It was on television.”

    “How did they get there? When did this happen?“

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    Percy Jackson and the Olympians by Rick Riordan

    —“Afterward, I had the last laugh. I made an air bubble at the bottom of the lake. Our friends kept waiting for us to come up, but hey-when you are the son of Poseidon, you don’t have to hurry. And it was pretty much the best underwater kiss of all time.”

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    The Raven Cycle by Maggie Stiefvater

    —“How do you know I wouldn’t have just been happy with the truth? I don’t care if my father was a deadbeat named Butternut. It doesn’t change anything right now.”

    “His name wasn’t really Butternut, was it?” Gansey asked Adam in a low voice.

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    The Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller

    — I have done it,“ she says. At first I do not understand. But then I see the tomb, and the marks she has made on the stone. A C H I L L E S, it reads. And beside it, P A T R O C L U S.

    "Go,” she says. “He waits for you.”

    In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun.

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