“She wasn't sure who were family & who were friends, and maybe they all were both, and maybe it didn't matter one bit.”

“Maybe family were the people who came looking for you when you were lost.”

“Maybe it was only goblin women who were restless and wanted to see the world. She didn't know.”

“The lonely reality of the truth-that the most important person in your life suddenly ceased to exist. Which on a bad day meant maybe she had never existed at all. And on a good day, there was the other fear. That even if you were a hundred percent sure she had been there, maybe you were the only one who cared or remembered.”

“I hadn't been "possessed", after all. Not by an angel or a demon. Maybe there were aspects of both inside me, but I was the one who chose which to let out.”

“...a really good friend, the kind of friend who - when they were together both of them were more able to be who they really were.”