Hank had left me his doomed army, and hed left marcie his inheritance. Unfair didnt begin to cover it.
BECCA FITZPATRICKAnything was better than nothing. Half-full was better than empty. Ignorance was the lowest form of humiliation and suffering.
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I called vee. “how are you doing?” i asked. “good. How are you?” “good.” silence. “okay,” vee said in a rush, “i am still totally freaked out. You?” “totally.
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Maybe scotty the potty turned into scotty the hottie. Have you thought about that?
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Who wants to kill you? The guy asked. He was still looking over his shoulder, but his expression was puzzled. Theres nobody there, the girlfriend told me. Youre making them think they cant see you, arent you? I said to patch, awed by his power even as i despised his use of it.
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Do you think the bible is accurate? I mean, do you think it’s real?” ” i think pastor calvin is hot. In a fortysomething way. That pretty much sums up my religious conviction
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He nuzzles my neck affectionately. “i love you. I’m happier right now than i ever remember being.
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Wouldn’t have pegged you for a dancer,” he spoke to my mind “funny, i would have pegged you for a stalker,” i shot back.
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Youre crowding me. I need room…. What i needed were boundaries. I needed willpower. I needed to be caged up, since yet again i was proving i couldnt be trusted in patchs presence. I should have been bolting for the door, and yet i wasnt.
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He gave marcie a spare to the jeepi should park this thing in the ocean, twenty feet under.
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It was bad enough when i thought your ghost was haunting me; i don’t think i could handle the real thing.
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Walk out, he repeated. We need to talk. About how you need to sacrifice me to get a human body? I asked, my tone light, my insides feeling leaden. That might be cute if you thought it was true.
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But if i hadn’t fallen, i wouldn’t have met you.
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Are we going to have to teach you to fight, angel?
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I wrinkled my nose, trying to figure out what he smelled like. Not cigarettes. Something richer, fouler. Cigars.
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I shook my head. I dont think so. This isnt a good idea. This isnt right. Theres all kinds of right, he murmured. On the spectrum, were still in the safe zone. … Definitely right. Usually right, patch continued. Mostly right. Maybe right.
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She likes you, she just doesn’t understand you.
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