Two familiar words.
Hannah feigned surprise, "My fiancé has that same name."
She said it so convincingly that there wasn't a hint of acting to be seen.
Arnold Simmons decided to play along.
It was as if they were getting to know each other all over again.
Hannah asked him again, "Will you continue to follow me?"
Arnold Simmons nodded, "Yeah."
This was the Ninth District, very unsafe.
There were many people like Second Turner around.
...
The market was still bustling, with a new performance group arriving.
They were several very robust men, their muscles piled up like little mountains.
People formed a circle, clapping and cheering.
The sky grew darker, the stars hiding behind the thick clouds.
Someone was setting off firecrackers in the market.
Initially, they popped sporadically, but soon it turned into a continuous crackle.
The window in the room was not fully closed, and Gregory Lawrence was startled awake from his sleep.