I love him," I said, but even to my own ears I didn't sound happy about it.

I am self-educated from genre books.

Sookie, my little bullet-sucker" Eric, my big bullshitter

Hey, our hair's the same color," I said, eying us side by side in the mirror. "Sure is, girlfriend." Eric grinned at me.

You can hold on to me for as long as you want. Let go of the pain, Sookie". - Eric, Club dead.

I felt like a car that had only been operated by one driver… a car its new prospective buyer was determined to take to the Daytona 500.

i was momentarily sidetracked by the vision of Eric herding a cow into a trailer and driving it to the shoulder of the the interstate and shooing it into the trees.