Maybe He Thinks He Can Rescue Me?

I Tried To Breathe, Failing. I Clutched Her To Me, Tears Slipping From Under My Closed Eyes. It Was As If Her Soul Was Liquid Fire And I Could Feel Her Aura, Swirling About Mine. She Was Taking My Aura. But I Wanted To Give It To Her, To Cat Her In A Small Part Of Me And Protect Her. Her Needs Made Her So Fragile.

You Need A New Hobby, Rachel. Something Other Than Nasty Little Men With Visions Of World Domination.

...treat People With Understanding When You Can, And Fake It When You Can't Until You Do Understand.

Don’t Stereotype, Jenks. Hapa Is An Equal-opportunity Hate Group,” I Said.

Shot Me Twice. I Want My Name, Or I'm Going To Start Charging You A Fee Every Time I Field Something For You. And It's Going To Be Expensive. I'm Park Place. Bud-dy." His Red, Goat-slitted Eyes Squinted At Me From Over His Smoked Glasses. "you're More Like Oriental Avenue Right Now, Dove. What Are You On?