“Well, that narrowed down the list of suspects. To the whole world.” — Kim Harrington Clare Copy Share Image
“Gabriel?” I said. “Yeah?” His voice was breathless. “Kiss me.” — Kim Harrington Clarity Copy Share Image
“Perry would disown me for wearing a Yankees sweatshirt, but he would never know, and I was too cold to care about… — Kim Harrington Clare Copy Share Image
“Maybe she's suicidal? That's why she keeps inviting me to kill her?” — Kim Harrington Suicidal Copy Share Image
“Welcome to Lorelei's." A saleslady glided up to us. She had white foundation pancaked skin, and went heavy on the eyeliner and… — Kim Harrington Red lipstick Copy Share Image
“I leaned forward and slapped her across the face. Probably a bit harder than I needed to, but it worked.” — Kim Harrington Clare Copy Share Image
“I really think you should go home,” Mom said. “Get some rest.” My fingers gingerly touched the bandage on my forehead. “I’m… — Kim Harrington Copy Share Image
