Tears could not be equal, if I wept diamonds from the skies. Jenks (Black Magic Sanction)
Kim HarrisonFord put a hand to his head. “Back up. Back up!” he cried. “You’re too close.” Heart pounding, I looked at the eight feet between us and pressed into the fridge. “I think he meant for the ghost to back up,” Jenks said dryly.
Kim Harrison