Here you go, dear."" The corners of Mrs. Colbert's mouth curled up. "You like meat, don't you?" Emily blinked. Was it her, or did that statement seem...loaded? She checked Issac for his reaction, but he was innocently selecting a roll from a wicker basket. "Uh, thanks." Emily said, pulling the platter toward her. She did like meat. The kind you, um, eat.

Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the naughtiest of them all?

But you can't make someone be something they're not.

At least she had a clear picture of what the Lying Game was now: Girl Scouts for psychopaths.

There are some remedies worse than disease.

When someone covets something they desire and lust over it.Usually it's something they can't have. You've always had that problem.

If a little voice in your head is telling you something is up, maybe you should listen.