“I’ll be counting the cats when I come over. There better be the same number each time.” — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
“Theta sat next to Memphis and watched Mr. and Mrs. Chan laughing about some private joke. They were a mixed couple, and… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
“Nobody’s killing any cats.” Miss Lillian glowered. “It’s what we’ve always done.” “Yeah, well, I’m changing how things are done.” Miss Lillian… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
“For the last time, I’m not a witch.” Miss Lillian smiled and patted Theta’s cheek. “Keep telling yourself that, dear.” — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
“Theta rolled over, facing Evie, their noses nearly touching. “Evil?” “Yes?” “I love you. Now, shut up and go to sleep.” — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
“Haven’t you been hurt?” Miss Lillian asked. Theta thought of Roy’s fists. Mrs. Bowers’s cold cruelty. Even the first wound of abandonment.… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
“Tell me, do you have family near?” Miss Addie asked. “I’m an orphan,” Theta said. “You’re wrong.” The old woman blinked up… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
“This is the first family dinner I ever had,” she said. “The first of many,” Evie promised.” — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
