Happiness is German engineering, Italian cooking, and Belgian chocolate.

You'd tell the world what your best friend wore to sleep if you thought it made a good enough story.

Why is it that all cars are women?" he asked. "Because they're fussy and demanding," answered Zee. "Because if they were men, they'd sit around and complain instead of getting the job done," I told him.

She crawled,” Ben said. There were tears in his voice. That was wrong. Ben barely even tolerated me on the best of days. “She crawled to the bathroom to clean herself again. If it weren’t for the two subs in the pack, I’d be on the bottom. And she wouldn’t stand up in my presence for guilt.

I like what you've done to your face," Ben said, tapping his eye.

It was complicated. I understood it, mostly, but I had to think a little sideways to do it.

I'm a coyote shapeshifter playing in a world of werewolves and vampires---outmatched is n understatement.