Here," Myrnin said, his voice still gentle and low. "Amelie said you had to work. No one said you had to work alone." He picked up the next part and slotted it in, took the screwdriver from Claire's numbed fingers, and fastened it with a couple of deft, fast movements. "I'll be your hands." She wanted to cry, because it was so sweet, but it wouldn't do any good.

life is a work in progress.

You were right,” she said. “You were always right, about everything. And I will always love you, Sam. Forever.

but sometimes optimism is the only drug that works. But it’s sadly temporary in its effects.

And somewhere in heaven, Versace sheds a single, perfect tear.

Really? Is he running for Worst Boyfriend Ever?" "In the subcategory of Completely Awesome.

What’s your name?' she asked, and surprised herself. But for some reason, she wanted to know. Dean’s brother—he hadn’t been just some nameless Bad Guy Number Four. This vampire wasn’t,either. He had a name, a history, maybe even people who cared what happened to him. My name is none of your business,' he said, and continued to stare out the window, even though there was nothing but blurry brick out there. Can I call you None for short?