“If she can bite a vulture, she can jump a crack.~Victor Frankenstein”

“This way," she said, veering toward the roof's edge. "Can you jump?""Oh, I can jump!""Then jump!”

“I stared at Kate in disbelief. "I know, I know," she said, walking toward me, hands raised as if to calm a dangerous beast. "She's not coming," I said."She's coming.""She can't.""She's coming.”

“If you were closer, I'd slap you," she said. "Let me help," I replied, and stepped closer. She promptly slapped me, which surprised me only a little. We glared at each other in the near dark, and then she looked away. "I'm sorry I slapped you," she said. "That's all right. I quite enjoyed it.”

“I raised my hands, trying to shush her."Don't shush me," she said, eyes blazing. "I hate being shushed.”

“It's the way you look whenever she mentions her fiance. My cat looks like that before he hacks up a hairball.”

“You're like something drawn with the sun's fire, and I can take only little glimpses of you.”