Home, Ms. Lane?โ His deep voice was gently amused. โI have to call it something,โ I said morosely. โThey say home is where the heart is. I think mineโs satin-lined and six feet under.
Karen Marie MoningThis isn't what I wanted. This isn't what I would have chosen. You must know that. It's important you know that.
Karen Marie MoningDon't leave me, Rainbow Girl." Rainbow Girl. Was that who I was? It seemed so long ago. I smiled faintly. "Remember the skirt I wore to Mallucรฉ's the night you told me to dress Goth?" "It's upstairs in your closet. Never throw it away. It looked like a wet dream on you.
Karen Marie Moning