The justifications of men who kill should always be heard with skepticism, said the monster.

Here's what I think," I say and my voice is stronger and thoughts are coming, thoughts that trickle into my noise like whispers of truth. "I think maybe everybody falls," I say. "I think maybe we all do. And I don't think that's the asking." I pull on her arms gently to make sure she's listening. "I think the asking is whether we get back up again.

We just keep on having to save each other", he says. "We ever gonna be even?" "I hope not," I say

We run down the right fork, Manchee at our heels, the night and a dusty road stretching out in front of us, an army and a disaster behind us, me and Viola, running side by side.

It is a true story, the monster said. Many things that are true feel like a cheat.

Doing what's right should be easy. It shouldn't be just another big mess like everything else.

This is how we are protecting you, by getting you out.