Then she made up her mind.It was absurd to pretend that he did not exist.It no longer hurt her to see him. She opened the door wide and let him into her life again.

Don't call me crazy.I'm a survivor. I do what I have to do to survive.

their relationship was built on friendship, and in matters of friendship he was boundlessly loyal. It was a relationship that would survive the harshest test.

I don't know if I want a steady relationship, but I'm terrified of losing you.

No matter how hard she tried to concentrate on something else, to pass the time and to distract her from the situation she was in, the fear came trickling out. It hovered like a cloud of gas around her, threatening to penetrate her pores and poison her.

There were not so many physical threats that could not be countered with a decent hammer.

I believe that everyone has it in them to kill another person. In desperation, or hatred, or at least to defend themselves.