“Isn't it exhausting?""What?""Keeping people out.”

“Out past isn't who we are. I'm me and you're you and that's who we need to be.”

“And you must be Princess Mia? I've heard about you."Her lips pucker and she leans out just a bit further from Storm's cover. "You have?!He nods. "Well, I heard about a Princess Mia who likes ice cream. That must be you, right?"She nods slowly and whispers, "Did you hear that, Mommy? People know I'm a princess!”

“I set the water to its hottest setting, wishing it was labeled, “boil the hell out of any living organism.”

“The officer asks me if I want to press charges against Trent and I glare at him like he’s grown an arm out of his ass.”

“What if he's a psychopath who tries to stuff kittens in ATMs?”

“And if that’s all he’s looking for then we’ll set fire to his balls.” “What?” Storm’s face twists in a mixture of shock and amusement.I shrug. “What can I say, Storm? I’m into some weird shit.”