Being home, even briefly, had been good for Ronan. He hadn't even been that pissed to leave. He'd wanted to stay, even gotten into an argument with Gansey about it but Gansey had won in the end. Henrietta wasn't that far away and, if Ronan really got itchy, he'd just leave ( Read more... )

Later that night, back in Monmouth Manufacturing, Ronan woke up. He woke like a sailor scuttles a ship on rocks, plunging, heedless, with as much speed as he could muster, braced for the impact.

( Ronan had dreamt... )

The problem is exposure,” Gansey told the phone, half shouting to be heard over the engine. “If Glendower really could be found just walking along the ley line, I don’t see how he wouldn’t have already been found in the past few hundred years.”

( They were headed back to Henrietta... )

Atop the wide green hill, Ronan stood with Noah, Adam and Gansey. It felt like a homecoming even if Gansey acted like Ronan hadn't ever left. He'd picked up right where they'd left off, dragging Ronan from Monmouth to this hill where they now stood, waiting for Blue. Ronan was wearing long sleeves despite the heat, keeping his still healing arm ( Read more... )

Sleepless nights were a familiar friend for Ronan Lynch. He had them often enough, had seen the sun set and rise more times than he could count. It didn't make him philosophical or provide him with any huge epiphanies. Instead, they were just things that told him time had passed, that one day was turning into another ( Read more... )

Ronan was still a girl. And this, of course, was the weekend that everyone wanted to call him. Gansey (three times), Declan (twice), Matthew (once), and Adam (twice). The only one who didn't call was Noah and Ronan chalked that up to him being dead ( Read more... )

There was a bruise on Ronan's cheek ( Read more... )

Lazy. That was the word of the day. Ronan's headphones were on and the music was blasting loud enough that some people might worry that he'd go deaf. But, he could handle it. Besides, his focus wasn't really on his music. He was lost in thought, hiding in his own head.

And what a dangerous thing that was.

( A secret is a strange thing... )

Ronan felt terrible ( Read more... )

Mother's Day had come and gone and Ronan had spent the weekend on the mainland, going from bar to bar, starting fights in some, flirting with girls in others, and just generally trying to forget that his mother was dead to the world, tucked away in the Barns where he and his brothers were forbidden from being. He doubted Declan even thought about ( Read more... )