And then what? Said, 'Oh, I'm so sorry, Ms. Lane, I didn't mean to wrinkle your lovely blouse. May I press that for you?' Or perhaps you gouged it with one of your pretty pink nails?" I was really beginning to wonder what his hang-up with pink was, but I didn't resent the sarcasm in his voice.
Karen Marie MoningWe see ourselves in other peopleโs eyes. Itโs the nature of the human race; we are a species of reflection, hungry for it in every facet of our existence. Maybe thatโs why vampires seem so monstrous to usโthey cast no reflection. Parents, if theyโre good ones, reflect the wonder of our existence and the success we can become. Friends, well chosen, show us pretty pictures of ourselves, and encourage us to grow into them. The Beast shows us the very worst in ourselves and makes us know itโs true .
Karen Marie MoningKeeping vigil over her are two monsters of very different breeds but monster just the same. Death on her left. Devil on her right.
Karen Marie MoningI wondered what one wore to visit a vampire. The chic red sweater set didn't go so well with my darker hair, and I was afraid it might be construed as a flirtatious invitation to color me bloodier.
Karen Marie MoningYouโre early.โ I give him a mutinous look. Of course he thinks my being early is about him. Itโs not. Mac was at Chesterโs last night at eight. I think sheโs hunting me. Since I canโt be late to avoid her, I have to be early. โWatch broke. Thought I was on time.โ โYou donโt wear a watch.โ โSee? I knew I had a problem. Iโll just dash out and get one. Be back tomorrow. On time.
Karen Marie Moning