Eftersom vi inte var hemma i Söndags så slänger jag upp smakbiten nu istället. 

"When did you get so smart?"
He tapped his forehead. "Brain transplant. They put in a whale´s. I´m passing all my classes with my eyes closed now, but I just can´t get over this craving for krill." He shrugged. "And I feel sorry for the whale that got my brain. Probably swimming around Florida now trying to catch glimpses of girls in bikinis." 
I laughed. It was impossible to talk about anything serious with James, but it was impossible to be upset, too. I think I probably took him for granted. 

Utdrag från Lament av Maggie Stiefvater.