“The ferret didn't matter. Because there was something about Mick that wasn't a fake anything. And Winnie herself felt more real somehow, running around, looking for the little animal that meant so much to him.” — Judith Ivory Copy Share Image
“I can't protect you from mean people, because they're everywhere, but I would be nice. That much, I can promise." "Fine," she said. "If… — Judith Ivory Copy Share Image
“She went about that afternoon looking under sheep like a pervert, happy with all the dark, purple-pink tissue at their hindquarters. New lambs in… — Judith Ivory Copy Share Image
“The sensation wasn't repellent, though she had believed somewhere it would be. Someone had left her with that impression, but, whoever they were, they… — Judith Ivory Copy Share Image
“Everyone grew still, exactly as she'd asked. The little thing skittered around feet, visible one moment, lost the next. A man near Mick -… — Judith Ivory Copy Share Image
“You had no right." Oh, yes, he did. He suggested, "Why don't you write that down. Put it in my handwriting. Perhaps I'll chance… — Judith Ivory Copy Share Image
“The ferret didn't matter. Because there was something about Mick that wasn't a fake anything. And Winnie herself felt more real somehow, running around,… — Judith Ivory Copy Share Image
“I mean it,' he said. 'I love your nose.' Love. He'd said it. Though only for her nose ... Her eyes grew larger, wider… — Judith Ivory Copy Share Image
“Yey more and more there seemed a bevy of things she was not supposed to think about and by virtue of trying not to,… — Judith Ivory Copy Share Image
“But you are lucky. You are going to live. The one ball that might have killed you just pushed your intestines aside - like… — Judith Ivory Copy Share Image
“A harem," she murmured into his neck and laughed at last at the notion. "I can't believe you had a harem. You are hilarious,… — Judith Ivory Copy Share Image
“Tied up a lot of women, have you?" He raised one eyebrow, whatever that meant. "A bit odd, are you?" She was being sarcastic,… — Judith Ivory Copy Share Image
“This way to the widge. Edwin started. Heavens! Up till now, she realized, she had carefully avoided forming in her mind any word for… — Judith Ivory Copy Share Image
