Evil can do anything, for a price.

Gabe?" The newchild stirred slightly in his sleep. Jonas looked over at him. "There could be love", Jonas whispered.

The mind can’t explain it, and you can’t make it go away. It’s called love.

He hunched his shoulders and tried to make himself smaller in the seat. He wanted to disappear, to fade away, not to exist.

As a shy, introverted, scholarly child (long ago) I don't know what I would have done without libraries! My family moved often. I was always the new kid in town. The library always offered me my first and most important friendship: the place where I felt right at home. I still feel that way today, about libraries.

I think I've written 40 books, and none of them have been heavy on action. I'm an introspective person.

The life where nothing was ever unexpected. Or inconvenient. Or unusual. The life without colour, pain or past.