A moment comes in war when the last line must be crossed. The line that separates what you hold dear from what total war demands. If he couldn't cross that line, the battle was over, and he was lost. His heart, the war. Her face, the battlefield. With a cry only he could hear, the hunter turned. And ran.
Rick YanceyAnd red is not the color of apples or roses or the dresses that pretty girls wear in the summertime. That is not the color of red at all.
Rick YanceyI would kill for a cheeseburger. Honestly. If I stumbled across someone eating a cheeseburger, I would kill them for it.
Rick YanceyWhen I wake up the next morning, there's a Hershey's Kiss sitting on the table beside me.
Rick Yancey