People donโt really want to know anything about you. They just want you to fit into their little predetermined slots. They decide what you are in the first two seconds, and they only get nervous or upset if you donโt live up to their snap judgments.
Lilith SaintcrowOkay. I'll deal with Benjamin. You're safe, okay? Nothing's gonna happen." His mouth pulled tight against itself. And now I was having some sort of heart attack. Because when he looked at me like that, my chest started to feel like it was turned inside out. "Promise." And thatโthe promise, the way he said it with utter certaintyโwas enough to make me tear up again.
Lilith SaintcrowHow had I managed to tie my boots? I didnโt even remember getting dressed. I was out here in public at the mall. What was I wearing? Jeans. I could feel socks. I had my boots on. I plucked at the edge of my t-shirt and saw it was red. I was wearing Dadโs spare Army jacket, and there was a heavy weight in the right pocket that had to be something deadly.
Lilith Saintcrow