My father tutored me well on amnesia. He always said it was a necessary ingredient for any friendship. (Kiara) — Sherrilyn Kenyon Copy Share Image
“She filled a plate for herself and sat across from him. “How do you feel?” “Like I’ve been shot,” he replied drily. “Gee, I wonder why?” He glanced up at her, then quickly looked back at his food. “I’m surprised… — Sherrilyn Kenyon Copy Share Image
