How strange that something so simple could have been instrumental in my decision to ruin one of my most relationships and friendships, and damage another.

Leave her out of this" "Why? Because you're doing her? Oh wait, I forgot. Stiffs don't do that sort of thing

Without thinking, I grab Al's arm and squeeze it as tightly as I can. I just need something to hold on to. Blood runs down the side of Christina's face and splatters on the ground next to her cheek. This is the first time I have ever prayed for someone to fall unconscious.... Al frees his hand and pulls me tight to his side. I clench my teeth to keep from crying out.

she’s not pretty, that word is too small. She is not like the girls I used to stare at, all bend and curve and softness. She is small but strong, and her bright eyes demand attention. Looking at her is like waking up.

The battle we are fighting is not against a particular group. It is against human nature - or at least what it has become.

Do remember, though, that sometimes the people you oppress become mightier than you would like.

Why do you say vague things if you don't want to be asked about them?