She misses him more now than when he was away

then she was laughing. They both were, and the savage teeth were the most joyous sight Phaedra had seen for a long time. It was as if they were dancing. There it was. Suddenly the strangeness of Quintana of Charyn's face made sense. Because it was a face meant for laughing, but it had never been given a chance.

This isn't romance. This isn't a declaration of love or affirmation of friendship. This is something more.

I'm scared to die," I whispered as Michael walked in. "He was scared to live," he said kissing my forehead.

Do you want to know something about tyrants? When faced with death, they weep and they beg just like the rest of us.

So between you and me," I tell Justine on the phone that night, "we're either bitchy or stupid." "Oh God," she moans. "Everyone thinks I'm an idiot." "Thanks!

Then he holds her and for a moment I hear total silence; that totally silent part of a cry that announces that the most horrible grief is going to follow. And it does, and he's muffling it, but I can hear and I want someone to come over and jab her with a sedative because its pitch pierces my soul.