Jubilee (Book 1 of The Poppy Chronicles) Page 45
And she began to run after him, her half-buttoned boots slapping on the wet pavements and splashing into the puddles, and the distance between them narrowed slowly, and she ran even faster so that she could hardly breathe. But that didn’t matter, because she knew now she could catch him. And she knew, too, that it was very important that she should.
