“She preferred her men less intense and less—well, just less. What she was looking for was control. This man wasn’t tame enough for her liking.”
“She just happened to feel like it. Wasn’t that after all, the only reason there was? Had she ever had a less selfish, more complicated reason for doing anything in her life?”
“And in her underthings, no less!" Murder was less scandalous than my corset and pantalettes. She sniffed. "Like mother, like daughter.”
“Told her she needs to look at her Mom and learn. You had three men in your life, all of 'em willin' to hand you the world. She should accept nothin' less.”
“She wasn’t sure if he wanted more from her or if he wanted less. Maybe it was both. Maybe it was always both.”
“What would she have? Coke, said Annie. And when she tasted the familiar drink, how much less scary the world was, and how much less frightening her task.”