“Christ girl, Ι wasn't even going to bite you. Well, not the way you're thinking." "I'm flattered you want to fuck me as well as muder me. Really, Liam, that's sweet." He grinned. "Valentine's Day was just last month, after all.”

“Crossing the room, he stopped infront of me. "I'm not going to bite.""That's good.""Unless you want me to," He said with a devilish grin.”

“Just remember to keep an open mind. He really is quite sweet and won't bite. Well only occasionally. And only if you want him to.”

“And Mom? You're a good girl.""Thank you. That's very sweet of you, Chuck"Though what I was really thinking was: This is too fucking weird.”

“It's just that the last thing Adam ever said to me.......I remember it all so clear....'Can you go with me, Jordy? I'm not so scared when you're with me.' And then they wouldn't even let me be with him when he......when he....... He was so scared, Mama. I wasn't there.”

“And so I'm me again, Leo. Thanks to the example of a five-year-old. I'm hoping you wouldn't want it any other way. Not that you weren't flattered, right? I mean, to have a girl two thousand miles away going to pieces over you, weeping at the mere memory of you, losing her appetite, losing herself and self-respect - well, that's trophy enough for any guy's ego, huh?”