I dived for it, caught it three inches above the cement, and found myself face-to-face with the salamander. Ruby-red eyes regarded me with mild curiosity, black lips parted, and a long, spiderweb-thin filament of a tongue slithered from the salamanderโs mouth and kissed the sphereโs glass in the reflection of my nose. Hi, I love you, too.
Ilona AndrewsHe strained to say something else. I leaned toward him. He focused on me. โRape,โ he promised. โMany, many times. Until you bleed . . .โ โIโm so flattered.
Ilona AndrewsThe rabbis paled. Iโd managed to terrify holy men. Maybe I could beat up a nun for an encore.
Ilona AndrewsOur stares connected and we were quiet for a long minute, united by our misery. At least he understood me and I understood him. "A fine pair we make,โ he said. "Yeah.
Ilona AndrewsAnd just when I thought the pain had dulled, my mind would betray me and bring Dad back to life in my dreams. Sometimes I didn't realize that he was dead until I awoke and then it was like a punch in the stomach. And sometimes I knew in my dream that I was dreaming, and I woke up crying.
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