“Sh!t. F_ck sh!t.'....'Sh!t f_ck would have also been accepted.”
“You need to just drop dead, okay?”
“It all began to seem unreal, the chairs and the waiting and the dead girl at home in the closet.”
“There might be different ways of being dead. Like there are different ways of believing God.”
“But, Isobel thought with a bleak and sad smile, what better place to bury what was dead than in a cemetery?”
“You're alive." Wyatt's voice had never sounded so...small. "You were dead, but Christ, Evy, you're alive.”