Summer Solstice
Page 11 • Jan 2, 2026
Moods like tides, temper like a hungry shark.
Page 12 • Jan 2, 2026
“Georgina, you’re going to be fine. You’re the smartest person in our class, everyone loves you, and there are bound to be more girls who like girls over there than there are here. It’s a simple numbers game.”
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“Kissing is important. You’ve only kissed one person in your entire life. That’s weird.”
“I think it’s weirder that you’re methodically making your way through every boy on this very small island.”
“God, you are a grump,” Mary said.
Page 14 • Jan 2, 2026
signs warning of frequent shark attacks. The signs, while a blatant lie designed to keep the Beach tourist-free, were incredibly effective; they featured sunblock-nosed stick figures in bathing suits missing arms or legs or huge chunks of their torsos.
Page 15 • Jan 2, 2026
Me, I could never see waves again and be perfectly fine with that.
oh no why
Check-In
Page 41 • Jan 2, 2026
I was going to argue with her, clarify that it had actually been Mary who’d stolen the whiskey, but I decided against it. She who giveth could easily taketh away, and besides, I was used to being blamed for the trouble my sister got herself into. It was just sort of the way of the world. Mary did something rash
oh feels familiar
Page 51 • Jan 2, 2026
“There’s one for each of us,” she hissed,
Page 54 • Jan 2, 2026
Wishful thinking, maybe, but I almost swore that Prue met my eye for just the tiniest fraction of a second and smiled just the tiniest fraction of a smile.
Page 64 • Jan 2, 2026
“Ugh. That sounds exhausting. They should assign you friends like they assign you a roommate.
Fowl Fair
Page 115 • Jan 2, 2026
“Either way, I’m glad I came here. Bird or no bird,” Prue said.
“Oh?”
A translation of the word oh:
Page 116 • Jan 2, 2026
WHY TELL ME WHY TELL ME WHY TELL ME WHY TELL ME—
“Because I met you,” she continued.
“Oh.”
A further analysis of the word oh:
OHGODOHGODOHGODOHGOD.
Suspicions
Page 181 • Jan 2, 2026
course it’s a fucking man. Men are always killing things. Okay. Where was Mary
Feathers
Page 198 • Jan 3, 2026
“I’m not sure,” she said.
“Are they coming . . .”
“From your sister?”
Page 199 • Jan 3, 2026
“The person who killed Annabella is a man,” I said.
“It’s always a man,” she said grimly. “Anything else?”
Birthday
Page 259 • Jan 3, 2026
I knew that he would use that gun, because that is what small, scared men did: they used things more powerful than themselves to make up the difference. They hid behind weapons of mass destruction: big guns and bigger bombs.