“Meanwhile, he would continue to play the big, friendly dog. He sat by the counter. Grinned. Wagged his tail.”

“The woman trembled, eyes wide as she stared at the bluff. Her teeth pressed against her lower lip hard enough he wouldn’t have been surprised to see blood. Devyn recognized the building hysteria. His chest tightened; he’d seen like expressions all too often and it opened a raw, bleeding hurt in his chest.”

“(Liane to Devyn) “Cute outfit. Where’d you get it? Scots R Us?”

“Books are written little by little...as the cat eats the fish.”

“What is an idea made of? Of future, past and also meanwhile.”

“He treated me like I was his heart; like he needed me to exist; like he'd do anything in his power to make me happy.”

“Like say if the mom and dad of god said he could never get dirty. There would be no world!”