“Trying to understand Daddy is like trying to nail jelly to a tree.”

“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.”

“The red color infesting Wyatt's lure spread like licks of flame until the entire stretch of rattling glass was full of bloody-colored pinwheels throbbing like sick, misshapen hearts.”

“She was like the moon—part of her was always hidden away.”

“The rain hung from his earlobes like delicate jewelry.”

“She tucked a five-dollar bill into my dress strap—like I was a stripper!”

“People?" As though she'd never heard of such a thing. "They're like dolls. Plastic and shiny and fake.”