“Honor?”“Yes.”“I’m going to do things to you now that a good girl definitely shouldn’t let a man do to her.”

“Look, I’ve got her, I’m carrying her, and I’m taking her to the hospital. So you can back off and let me do what I’m going to do, or you can get your ass kicked and I’m still going to do what I’m going to do. Your choice.”

“How did you do that?” Mr. Poe asked. “Nice girls shouldn’t know how to do such things.”“My sister is a nice girl,” Klaus said, “and she knows how to do all sorts of things.”

“The thing I’m most afraid of is me. Of not knowing what I’m going to do. Of not knowing what I’m doing right now”

“You think I’m a man who’s got a thing that good, he’ll let it go?” “No,” I whispered. “That would be fuck no,” he corrected.”

“It was a good thing to do—to ask her to help you,” Ted offered.“Yes, but was it the right thing?” Ted had many times in the past reminded Dixon that doing a good thing wasn’t the same as doing the right thing.”