“Jules turned off the faucet and the room became silent except for the ticking clock. “Promise me one thing.” She picked up the dishtowel and wiped her hands. “Promise me you’re not going to get yourself killed.” Katie met her… — 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
