“Faye, honey, breathe."”
“My breath caught in my throat.Buttered biscuits and honey."You're not what I expected.”
“Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath hath had no power yet upon thy beauty.”
“My longing for someone to talk to made Himillsy the lightning bug in my honey jar. I punched holes in the lid so she could breathe.”
“Follow me down, Alice Faye Dahl. I know the way.”
“He hadn't expected anyone so pretty, and it threw him. Tina had the Faye Dunaway thing. Faye before the surgery, when her cheekbones were still as sharp as can openers and she looked like a feral gazelle.”