“Heavy hearts, heavy eyelids," said the master of the caravan. "Huh?" Heather looked up in dismay, shocked to find she'd nearly been left behind as the caravan prepared to move on. Her last night's sleep had been fitful, full of… — Patricia Grasso Copy Share Image
“How are you feeling?" "Fit as a harem girl." "You're as much a harem girl as I am a mullah," Suha said.” — Kameron Hurley Copy Share Image
