“…“What the hell happened? I keep replaying everything and returning to the point where you held a dead man’s head in your hand and a sharp bloody knife in the other. That wasn’t the Katie I knew from college.” — Mary Abshire Copy Share Image
“Jules turned off the faucet and the room became silent except for the ticking clock. “Promise me one thing.” She picked up the dishtowel… — Mary Abshire Copy Share Image
“So, you don’t drink much,” he said. “What about food?” “No, I don’t eat food. I tried it once a long time ago when… — Mary Abshire Copy Share Image
“…“What the hell happened? I keep replaying everything and returning to the point where you held a dead man’s head in your hand and… — Mary Abshire Copy Share Image
“You can’t fight like this. You’re not prepared and you are in no means in control of your emotions.” Blood rushed to her head.… — Mary Abshire Copy Share Image
“I want to pick up a few other items at the house,” Jules said as Katie stepped around the car. “I still have my… — Mary Abshire Copy Share Image
“I knew I was a little different from most demons but nothing says freak of nature like a one-eyed gypsy saying I had a… — Mary Abshire Copy Share Image
“There are details about your life I really do not want to know about. You told me he taught you how to fight with… — Mary Abshire Copy Share Image
“One day you’re a college graduate, in love with Mr. Right and looking for a job. The next day, your Rambo.” “Your timeline is… — Mary Abshire Copy Share Image
“Emotions are destructive, Ms. Dillinger. One of two things will happen to you. You will either be hurt and wish you were dead, or… — Mary Abshire Copy Share Image
