I've married a friggin horse. And he bites.

No, Zoey." Heat sounded pissed. It's not okay here. Not for you." Well, maybe that's 'cause I'm not dead. Yet.

Blood Leads to Humanity, Spirit Leads to Night, and Earth Completes.

"You ever have that happen where you meet someone and just - clash? We were like a gravel and cream sandwhich." "That is the weirdest thing you have ever said. I suppose you were the cream?" "Of course I was the cream. Sha."

Before I could cry or scream I whirled around and stalked to my bedroom,slamming the door behind me. I hope they all drown. "Zoey your mother and I need to speak with you." Great. Clearly they didn't drown.

I've married a friggin horse. And he bites.

What if the beauty around us is meant as a reminder for the many gifts we have been given and our need to give thanks to them?