“Her body was spattered with tiny bits of the reverend’s flesh and blood, like someone had combined shrimp and tomato soup and then forgot to put the lid on the blender.”
“But surprises were nothing new to her. Like opening a can of mushroom soup and finding tomato instead; be grateful and eat it anyway.”
“Clary wondered what exactly peanut-fish-olive-tomato soup tasted like.”
“The house felt strange. Altered. Like someone had come in during the day and shrunk all the furniture just a tiny bit.”
“It is not proper to put the lid on someone, lend your support to someone.”
“The sunlight pouring in the east window came through her lids and made a dark red beet soup that moved with the rhythm of her heart...”