“My body is a damn traitor.”
“If he touches me, I will succumb. I know the power he wields over me and my traitorous body. I know.”
“I grit my teeth. Damn her and that lush body of hers!”
“Write on my gravestone: 'Infidel, Traitor.', infidel to every church that compromises with wrong; traitor to every government that oppresses the people.”
“If it’s that jerk, he’s going to see my gun. ‘My body is a weapon.’ Dumb sh*t. I bet my gun can take out his body really damn quick.”
“I didn’t have time to bury the money. All my precious time was taken up burying the body. I should have left the body and hid the cash. Damn! Now I’ve got no body, but no money, and nobody to blame but myself.”