It seemed Barrons had finally gotten his cake and eaten it too.

Dubh is do?" I was incredulous. It was no wonder I hadn't been able to find the stupid word. "Should I be calling pubs poos?" "Dubh is Gaelic, Ms. Lane. Pub is not.

Just saying, things ain't always bad just 'cause you don't understand 'em or ain't like 'em. That's like thinking anybody who's smarter or faster is dangerous just 'cause they got more brains or quicker feet. Ain't fair. Peeps can't help how they're born.

My philosophy is pretty simple – any day nobody’s trying to kill me is a good day in my book.

If you're trying to force the story to be a straight up romance, it's going to be weird for you.

Words are easy; lies as simple as parting your lips and breathing.

Valhalla on the right. Paradise regained on the left. Stuck between a Godiva truffle and a chocolate eclair. Between a rock and a very hard place. Two very hard places from the looks of it.