“In a seperate cloth pouch I found little bottles of shampoo and soap and a toothbrush and the like,as well as a tiny brown glass vial of perfumed oil. It smelled of violets and chocolate. Yeah,like I needed the zombies… — Lia Habel Copy Share Image
“… as well as a tiny brown glass vial of perfumed oil. It smelled of violets and chocolate. Yeah, like i needed the zombies to find me any more delicious. That'd be like a cow wearing 'eau de gravy'.” — Lia Habel Copy Share Image
“Thirty minutes later we were in Aunt Gene's carriage, Pam compulsively adjusting her bonnet, me meditating upon all of the ways it might be… — Lia Habel Copy Share
“Hey, she's hot. Literally. And circulation, I find that very, very attractive in a woman.” — Lia Habel Copy Share
“You know, that bishop strategy you often use is incredibly devious, and I was just about to try a new way to block it… — Lia Habel Copy Share
“Now, feel free to call me what I am-call me a corpse, call me dead, call me a killer if you want. I've killed… — Lia Habel Copy Share
“I felt like crawling off and finding a way to kick myself in the rear. One twist of the leg, might not be too… — Lia Habel Copy Share
“We were all quiet for a few moments before I broke the silence by saying, in my best upper-crust-girls'-school voice, "I am sure that… — Lia Habel Copy Share
“We just had to keep going and hope that whoever was in charge up top got his act together or started receiving pro-zombie messages… — Lia Habel Copy Share
“First,' Dad said, giving me a stern look, 'Captain Griswold and you [Nora] and i must have a little chat.' I batted my eyelashes… — Lia Habel Copy Share
“It's not like I enjoy introducing myself as a creature from beyond the grave.” — Lia Habel Copy Share
“I want to go home," she whispered to me. "Forget that last speech, I want to go home.” — Lia Habel Copy Share
“It was five minutes of screaming, slamming myself against the door, and stamping my feet-and a minute of contemplating the cold, horrible idea that… — Lia Habel Copy Share
“No, not really. But …” Okay, I couldn’t help but gloat a little. “She likes me.” Samedi didn’t even look at me. “Well of… — Lia Habel Copy Share
“Oh, goody," Chas whispered. "I hate going to the doctor. I'd rather be back underground in the water playing Ophelia.” — Lia Habel Copy Share
“If I'd let you go and I'd gotten caught, my head would currently be decorating a tree somewhere, done up like an extremely morbid… — Lia Habel Copy Share
