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.

My heart has jet lag.

The single greatest advantage anyone can take into any battle is hope.

Basque and Celt. Criminals and barbarians. I didn't think there could be a more primitive pairing of genes.

What is trust, sidhe-seer, but expectation that another will behave in a certain fashion, consistent with prior actions?

Please tell me we don't grow up and turn into the adults that drive us crazy.

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.