"I wanna have a Eureka moment," he said, the way another kid might have expressed longing for a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle.
She pressed the back of her hand to his cheek and smiled, her face so closed to his that he could smell coffee and makeup. "Of course, Colin Baby. Of course you will."
But mothers lie. It's in the job description.
An Abundance of Katherines, P4
John Green
ISBN 978-0-14-241070-7
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