"Okay good." I smiled again and turned foward to focus on my drink. "So, Jace... Why does your dad hate you so much? I mean, Your so sweet. Why would he want to hurt you?"
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
Jace shrugs. "I guess it's 'cause we left him back home when we scrammed. But...But mom told us to go. Nic said so. I-i don't know why if it's not that..."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I want to shake off the dust of this one-horse town. I want to explore the world. I want to watch TV in a different time zone. I want to visit strange, exotic malls...I want to live, Marge! Won't you let me live? — Homer Simpson