I love you,” Bill said helplessly, as if he wished those magic words would heal me. But he knew they wouldn’t. “That’s what you all keep saying,” I answered. “But it doesn’t seem to get me any happier.

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

I'd have to say no, people don't change, but they can learn to behave differently.

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

I really, really wanted to lose awareness of the here and now. The best way for me to do that was bury myself in a book.

Hoyt was by himself right under one of the portable lights rigged up for the occasion. He had his hands thrust in his pockets, and he looked more serious than I’d ever seen him. There was something strange about the sight, and after a second I figured out why. It was one of the few times I’d ever seen Hoyt alone.

Anyone got X-ray visión?I asked, trying to smile. Where is Superman when you need him?