Fine, you do that, and you tell them that at the very first opportunity, I'm coming down there and killing all of them. Mass murder. And after they're all dead, I'm going to kick the bodies around, dance on top of them, and sing a happy song. No jury will convict me.

Up to this point your life has pretty much sucked. You’re not responsible for that. But you are responsible for what happens from here on.

Two women can't share a house comfortably, no matter how fond they might be of each other. It's got to be one woman's kitchen.

That was the biggest problem with getting used to someone, she thought. You were lonely when they weren't there.

You have to believe in it to get it.

Dolls are like small dead people.

No second chance?" A wry smile twisted Carrick's lips. "There might have been, had I not waited so long to take it.