Screwy," I said. "Is that a medical term?" "Of course.

He gave an impression of coiled power, a contained violence that if released, would explode with terrifying intensity.

"Did those nice church ladies come by again?" He nodded. "I asked them if a man died and then the woman remarried, and then the three of them met in heaven, would it be a sin for them to have a threesome, since they were all married in God's eye. And they decided they were late to be somewhere else."

Give me an opportunity to fail," Saiman said. "I promise my corpse won't interrupt your 'I told you so' speech.

What kind of shapeshifter has orange fur anyway?" "Weredingo." Now I'd seen everything. Well, at least he didn't steal my baby.

One day I'll kill him, you know. I glanced at her. She was deadly serious.

The kind of eyes that jumped from a woman's dreams right into her morning and made trouble in the marriage bed.