At the end of a criminalโs life, itโs always the small mistake, the coincidence, the lark. The time we got too comfortable, the time we slipped up, the time someone aimed a little to the left. Iโve heard Grandadโs war stories a thousand times. How they finally got Mo. How Mandy almost got away. How Charlie fell. Birth to grave, we know itโll be us one day. Our tragedy is that we forget it might be someone else first.
Holly BlackHe let out a hiss of pain,then smiled that crooked, sheepish smile he always fell back on when he was caught doing something bad. "Sorry. I-I didn't mean to. I just- I've been lying here for hours, thinking about blood.
Holly BlackYou're yourself," Tana said, grinning. "More purely yourself than anyone I know. And if you can't see who that is anymore, then see yourself the way I see you.
Holly BlackEven from the beginning, that was the problem. People liked pretty things. People even liked pretty things that wanted to kill and eat them.
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