“I'm the Bonesaw Killer's daughter," she whispered, almost to herself. "Why would you ever think I was good?”

“If I had the power to resurrect, I'd use it on you." Now he was the one whispering. "There's an important part of you that's dead: the part that cares.”

“I figured she wanted to get into it with me, some he's-my-man-so-step-off song and dance. If so, she would have to dance solo.I don't do drama.”

“She decided not to look him in the eyes ever again. It was too much like being shoved over the edge of a ravine.”

“You're like a doll I had when I was a kid. She was all stiched together and her head kept falling off, but I loved that doll. That's what you look like. Like somebody just loved you to death.”

“I wear my cool on the inside; that's why my hands are always so cold.”

“Trust. Affection. Respect." I shoved her tainted after-school snack across the table. "It must be hard to think of qualities you don't possess.”