Politically Correct Holiday Stories by James Finn Garner

Published in 1995, this book is the precursor to this age of "wokefullness".  It uses such words as: persun, womyn, womman, s/he, and herstory.  At the beginning of the book is an update of the poem "Twas the Night Before Christmas", called "'Twas the Night Before Solstice".  Some lines include: Or choosing a tree just to murder and stump it/ And dress it all up like a seasonal strumpet...I saw there below through the murk of the night/ A sleigh and eight reindeer of nonstandard height./ At the reins of that sleigh sat a mean-hearted knave/ Who treated each deer like his personal slave./ I'd seen him before in some ads for car loans,/ Plus fast food and soft drinks and cellular phones...His clothes were all covered with soot, but of course,/ From our wood-fueled alternative energy source./ Through the grime I distinguished the make of his duds--/ He was dressed all in fur, fairly dripping with blood.  The poem is delightfully funny in a new and fresh way.

Garner also adapts  Frosty the Persun of Snow, which is about the dangers of global warming, The Nutcracker, Rudolph the Nasally Empowered Reindeer, who is a union leader, and A Christmas Carol, which is the longest as it is separated into sections for the different ghosts.  The ebook version of this book has an extra two stories, "Santa's Ashes", a parody of "Angela's Ashes" that tells the story of Santa's ghetto childhood, "Jerry's Last Ride", which is a sweet Christmas story, and "Honk Honk, My Darling: A Rex Koko, Private Clown Mystery.  The book is only around a hundred pages, but it is worth reading as it pokes fun at a PC culture and rewrites beloved Christmas stories in a way that makes the holidays festive.

Quote

The happy childhood isn't much worth talking about. Worse than the ordinary miserable childhood is the miserable Irish childhood, and worse yet is the miserable Irish childhood at the North Pole.

James Finn Garner ("Santa's Ashes")

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This delightful Christmas mystery begins with Mother Anna, Father Oli, their fifteen-year-old son Ben, and their seven-year-old daughter Lily waking up on Christmas Eve after a party that left Anna with a hangover.   When Anna goes into her larder to get food for breakfast, she discovers Father Christmas stabbed to death on the floor.  Of course, it isn't the real Father Christmas, it's her boss Colin, who invited himself and insisted on being Santa so women would sit on his lap and give him a thrill.  He is a pretty sleazy guy.  But just no liking the guy is no real motive for murder; he would have been killed off a long time ago. Anna takes her family to Starbucks to avoid the dead body, but she tells Oli about it and goes back home to greet the police while Oli entertains the kids.  

A police constable, Simons, and a Detective Sergeant Bacon arrive on the scene, and they destroy the crime scene, including the footprint that Anna, thankfully, took pictures of.  The local police basically sent Laurel and Hardy; that's how incompetent the two are.  They are more interested in getting back to the station to enjoy the Christmas party being held.  Disheartened, Anna and her best friend Jennie decide to solve the mystery themselves, with the help of Oli.  While they are doing this, they must clean up the party mess and get ready for Oli's parents, who are due on Christmas Day.  His mother is a monster, the worst possible mother-in-law to Anna.  Nothing is ever good enough.

The first suspects to come to mind are Colin's long-suffering wife and their son Bruce, who will inherit the company owned by his dad.  Colin has a long-lost child from before he got married who has recently made contact.  Anna places everyone down on her list as a suspect, including her friend and her children.  There's also her brother Toby and his partner, who decided to set up a business selling doggie treats.  Colin agreed to invest, but he had thoughts of his own on how the business should be run.  

Ben is brought on board because it was hard keeping it a secret from him.  Ben suggests that they look at the film from their front door, Ringer. Using this device, they can eliminate many suspects from the list.  Will Anna solve the murder before her in-laws arrive?  This hilarious mystery takes you on a jaunty ride through murder at Christmas.  I highly recommend this novel, which is  $2.99 on Kindle.   

Quotes

No, Oli, I would think the baby did NOT sleep well. The baby is a demon baby from hell who I suspect is trying to drive me insane by waking at hourly intervals and then waiting until I have just drifted to sleep to start mewling like a possessed tiger cub.

Jo Middleton (Happy Bloody Christmas p 2)

It really is true that the teenage years begin at seven.

Jo Middleton (Happy Bloody Christmas P 3)

I wonder how many happy marriages are based on simmering resentment and petty acts of revenge.

Jo Middleton (Happy Bloody Christmas P6)

I've always found it funny that we spend so long when our kids are little trying to get them to sleep longer, spending our days in a half-zombie state from being woken at 5am to watch the same three favourite episodes of Paw Patrol and then when they finally start sleeping, so many parents seem desperate to wake them up again.

Jo Middleton (Happy Bloody Christmas, p. 22)

He doesn't know where we keep the pillowcases, he thinks washing up means dunking things in soapy water, and he snores like a congested walrus, but he lets me warm my cold feet on his hot legs in bed and he once booked the kids' appointmentsfor dental checkups completely unprompted, just because he knewtlhat it had been a year since they last went.

Jo Middleton (Happy Bloody Christmas P170-1)

For a dare?!? Who on earth has a wank in someone else's larder at a Christmas party FOR A DARE? I worry about you sometimes.

Jo Middleton (Happy Bloody Christmas P 190)

If I wasn't always asking myself what I was going to make for tea, perhaps I would have invented a groundbreaking technology by now, or come up with a cure for Alzheimer's. I swear, this is why a disproportionate number of important inventions and discoveries are made by men; it's because all the women are distracted by mental meal planning.

Jo Middleton (Happy Bloody Christmas P 195)

If you can't accuse your very favourite lifelong best friend of murder occasionally then seriously, who can you accuse?

Jo Middleton (Happy Bloody Christmas, pp. 232-3)

Someone really should make it much clearer to men that hearing things like “I've cleaned the toilets” is much more attractive than a six-pack or a head full of hair. Ask any woman, especiallya mother, about their preferred style of foreplay, and I bet plenty of them would say having my partner wash up without asking.

Jo Middleton (Happy Bloody Christmas P 256-7)

That was the Nineties for you, though. The bigger the twat, the bigger the crush. Not like nowadays, where it's all kindness and inclusivity. Did I tell you that Susie at work was telling me that there's a kid in her daughter's class that gets bullied for not being neurodiverse or having a diagnosed mental health condition?

Jo Middleton (Happy Bloody Christmas, pp. 299-300)

A very wise decision, a very wise decision indeed, as I am trained in the art of Feng Shui and I am not afraid to use it.

What are you going to do, asks Jennie, rearrange fer furniture to flow her into jail?

Jo Middleton (Happy Bloody Christmas, p. 315)

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The Worst Noel: Hellish Holiday Tales

This book of Holliday horror story essays are mostly funny in different ways and some are kind of sad in how bad it really was for that person.  Some of them are written by Jews who try to battle and survive Christmas and those that observe it.  In the first one, a family's car gets hit  by a deer on their way to spend their Christmas holidays.  The writer muses why Darwinism doesn't seem to have affected the deer population.  They have yet to learn to avoid roads and just jump on them willy-nilly.

In the story titled Blue Christmas: The Tour by John Marchese, he talks about some of the odd meeting of the family of girlfriends over the years but focuses on the one with his fiancée.  "First off, they were Texan, which calls off all bets on behavior.  Second, they were what is called a blended, with a stepmother and stepsister and stepbrother and other extended steps.  Third they were born again, which I took to mean that they would greet me at the front door, get a whiff of my Roman Catholic heathenism, and run panting for the Bible."  Her father and stepmother didn't drink, so he was forced to drink a hideous sherbert punch from hell.  They also were the first to arrive, since they got there on time and no one in that family ever does.  The next person to show up is forty-five minutes late.  By the time most of them have gotten there, it's been at least two hours before they finally eat.  Her step sister Vickie Dickey is on her third marriage, but he is considered a good catch because of his big truck and large knife.  After dinner, they stood around a birthday cake and sang Happy Birthday to Jesus.  But he realizes he will get used to them and thankfully it means not having to meet any more new families.

In Chapter Eight, Amy Krouse Rosenthal tells of her Jewish heritage.  She grew up in a family that didn't go to the temple, only observed Passover, and celebrated Christmas.  Then one year, her mother decides it's time to join the temple and not have Christmas.  Instead, they had a bush, a dreidel, chocolate coins, singing Herman The Hanukkah Candle to the tune of Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer, and a beautiful Menorah that was the highlight of the event.  One mother, who had never celebrated Hanukkah and decided to for the first time, had no idea how to do it.  She used a sponge as a Menorah and placed eight birthday candles and let them burn down to the sponge.  Catherine Newman who celebrates both holidays as her and her husband are of different religions, has to explain to her son that Santa is a bigot and doesn't send gifts to those religions who don't celebrate Christmas.  As a stocking gift, she had a snow globe made with a picture of them in Mexico.  When the boy sees it, it exclaims, "Santa followed us to Mexico."  And one Jewish grandmother had this to say about Jews celebrating Chrismas: "We celebrate Thanksgiving and we're not Pilgrims."

Joni Rogers chronicles when she stopped believing in Santa.  She was in second grade at the Mount Calvary Evangelical Elementary and the teacher has them spell out Santa.  Then she rearranges the letters to spell Satan.  "Then she went on to explain that Christmas was a lie invented by the Pope, who served the Father of All Lies, and anyone who believed in Santa was stealing baby Jesus's birthday."

Cintra Wilson has another view of Christmas.  There's the fictional perfect Christmas with the elaborate wreaths, great- grand- nonny's china, and precocious three-year-olds.  Then there's the poor lonely people's Christmas: "They spend X-mas in their lousy apartments lighting cigarettes off the space heater, unshaven and sniveling, wearing the clothes they slept in, drinking vodka straight out of the plastic handle jug, and watching the burning Yule Log on TV until it actually seems to have dialogue."  Her way of getting into the Yuletide spirit is to build gingerbread crack houses with frosting graffiti, make a sad snowman on your sidewalk and put a sign on it that says "I am a 56-year-old Vietnam Veteran with Hepatitis C Please Help, and placing crime scene tape around the nativity scene at a church and put a gun in Jesus's hand showing that he shot a wise man.

No matter how bad Christmas can get for you, there is always someone who has had a more rotten one than you and this book shows it in spades.  I can think back to some of my own unhappy Christmases and realize that they were nothing compared to the ones in this book.  This book will make you feel so much better about yourself and the holidays.

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Bloodbane by Bellamy Barnes

 

I received this book as an advance copy from the author.  It goes on sale today.  It's been a while since I read a romantic fantasy, but from the first page, I was hooked on this guilty pleasure.  It's set in a small town in Alaska.  One day, a sheriff's deputy, Ruby Evans, is attacked and found in her truck.  Underneath her truck is the body of Grayson, a vampire.  To the side are the two men he killed.  Grayson gets put in jail, his body a bit charred.  Ruby receives medical attention, but can't remember what happened.  Grayson isn't talking.  He thinks the less she knows about the supernatural world, the better she will be.  Ruby tries to get him to tell her, and soon finds herself attracted to him.

The other deputy, Cooper, doesn't trust Grayson as far as he can throw him.  Ruby tries to convince Grayson to receive medical treatment from Milo, the local doctor and ME, but Grayson won't hear of it.  He knows only blood can help him now.  The deputies discover that the two men are part of a large group that lives near the forest.  Run by Thayne, who is the Alpha of a werewolf clan, the two men who were killed weren't much liked by the clan and were constantly getting drunk and causing lots of trouble for the clan.  

When Ruby goes to do a death notification, she meets Thayne and feels an instant attraction to him.  I know what you are thinking: Twilight again with Team Grayson and Team Thayne.  But that is far from the truth. For one thing, this book is much more adult in theme and language.  Thayne can't have her because if he had sex with her, he'd kill her.  He can only mate with an Omega, the female equivalent of the Alpha.  Grayson doesn't want to have sex with her because sex and drinking blood are mixed inside of him, and he is afraid of draining her dry or turning her.  So everyone is pretty much suffering in silence.  

There is a survivor of the vampire's attack on the two men.  His name is Pretorias, and before being told to go cool off in his bunk, he tries to kill Ruby.  He leaves, taking half of the clan, and Pretorias won't be gone long. He plans on returning to attack the rest of the clan.   Grayson and Thayne decide Ruby needs to know, seeing as she has become a target of something new coming to light.  A vampire and a werewolf are natural enemies, but these two come together to protect the rest of the clan and Ruby.  You have to wait a long time for the sex scene to happen in this book, but it is so worth the wait.  I thoroughly enjoyed this book and look forward to reading more by this author.

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Quotes

The strange feeling grated at the back of my mind like an itch I shouldn't have and cannot reach.

Bellamy Barnes (Bloodbane p 17)

It always sucks to feel like hell but not look it.

Bellamy Barnes (Bloodbane p17)

Who knew you were meant to stretch before moving corpses?

Bellamy Barnes  (Bloodbane p41)

I've long since learned things aren't always black and white, but I'm getting sick of living my life in fifty shades of maybe.

Bellamy Barnes (Bloodbane p 143)

The cost of breathing is a pound of flesh.

Bellamy Barnes  (Bloodbane p146)

Come on, guys! Not in front of the corpses!

Bellamy Barnes (Bloodbane p324)

Katabatic Circus Volume 2

This is the first time I have ever reviewed a book of poetry.  But a friend recommended it, and I decided to give it a try.  This is a collection of speculative poems.  Some of the poems I really liked, and some I did not understand or found boring.  In the "like" column, there is "No Matter What Shade or Shape of Darkness" by Kurt Newton.  The poem wonders if the lights never came back on and we lived in total darkness, what would that be like?  The lines, "I would become one with the night.  I'd /pull down the stars and wear them like/ a negligee." were rather evocotive, magical, and romantic.  Later, he talks about how if that person were the stars, he would be the moon caught in a maelstrom, crashing into them.  Another poem I liked was "Unanswered Prayer" by H.V. Patterson, which tells the story of a mother with "laundry-scented hands tremble/ around her cooling tea," while she prays for the safety of her son who is off fighting a war.  Sadness, with a little dash of hope, pours out of this poem as she prays to never get that knock on the door with the worst news of her life.  By the same author, "Resurrection Plant: Selaginella lepidophylla," this poem is about being born anew.  How "your hands were the gentle rain/ your lips the softening soil/ your voice the spirit which/ breathed into me/ and called me back to myself."  

Pixie Bruner wrote five great poems.  The first, "The Kaboom," brings to mind Robert Frost's poem, "Fire and Ice."  "You were awaiting,/ like Marvin the Martian,/ an Earth-shattering 'kaboom'./There is not even a satisfying 'boom'/ 'smash' 'crash' or explosion./ Instead, there is merely a disappointing sizzle." The other three form the Dreamfruit Series.  Dreamfruit is another name for our nightly dreams.  In the first poem of the series, we are harvesting the dreamfruit, "...making soporifics and potions./ Made into lozenges and communion wafers/ to dissolve underneath eager tongues of the wordsmiths, the lost, and the dreamless."   However, "Timing is essential./ A day too late, they become grenades./ Seeds become steel shrapnel." Three more poems deal with Lilth and the Dreamfruit, packaging the Dreamfruit, and the overconsumption of the Dreamfruit.  

I really didn't understand "Scoring Performance 9" by Regolith Crosser, CA, 32,000,000 Hours Past Michael Hessel-Mial.  It starts with a "Not found" error, then goes to lines that talk about a singer and a "Limb and Payload game". It seemed like so much convoluted nonsense.  It just drones on, line after line that don't reveal a storyline, message, or anything that makes sense.  I also found that David Huntington's poem "A Briefing From Command" goes on a bit too long.  I also liked the poetry of Ariya Brandy, C.M. Ellis, especially Elpis, and Ace Boggess. Overall, it is a good book and worth taking a look at.

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My True Love Gave To Me: Twelve Holiday Stories edited by Stephanie Perkins

This book includes stories by Holly Black, Ally Carter, Matt De La Pena, Gayle Forman, Jenny Han, David Levithan, Kelly Link, Myra McEntire, Rainbow Rowell, Laini Taylor, and Kiersten White.  It gets off to a rocky start with "The Lady and the Fox" by Kelly Link whose magic it attempts to conjure never quite gets there.  And "Angels in the Snow" by Matt De La Pena which is just plain boring as is "Polaris Is Where You'll Find Me" by Jenny Han.  I was beginning to wonder if this was a book worth reading.

Then I read "Your Temporary Santa" by David Levithan and the book really took off for me.  In this book a guy's boyfriend asks him to dress as Santa for his little sister who still believes. His other sister who is older not only doesn't believe, but is pissed off when she finds him in the suit because someone else used to wear the suit and he isn't worthy.  He decides to go visit his boyfriend's room for comfort. Does he find it?

"Kramerrpsulauf" by Holly Black explores the dark side of Christmas and actually punishing those who deserve it.  At a Krampsulauf festival in their town that is tame compared to the actual festival, Hanna and her friends Wren and Penny run into Penny's boyfriend who appears to be with his girlfriend there.  Wren invites the girl and her friends to a party at Hanna's dead grandmother's trailer.  Hanna wants it to be a fancy party with champagne and quiches.  But Wren texts the girl and finds that Ross told them the party was canceled.  Wren told her that she was the other woman and Wren could prove it.  Ross wrecks the party table ruining Hanna's party when suddenly the Krampus that she met at the festival shows up with two others wanting to punish Ross.  What will Hanna, Penny, and the other girl choose to do?  When the Krampus that she invited to the party asks Hanna what she wants what will she choose?

In "What the Hell Have You Done Sophie Roth?" by Gayle Forman, Sophie Roth is constantly asking herself that question her first semester at Bumbfuck University.  She is considered "Big City" which to her sounds like another word for Jewish or someone who likes foreign films and are sarcastic.  She runs into a black guy who is also "Big City" named Russell at a Christmas concert outdoors.  She says something about it being Ned Flanders like and he hears it and the two decide to go for a ride to a diner he knows about that serves the perfect pie.  He remembers that it's the last day of Hanukkah and orders her some hash browns, applesauce, and sour cream.  When they leave they go in search of candles to celebrate using her Menorah.

Quotes

It turns out, teachers think of glitter as the herpes of the craft world---impossible to contain or exterminate.

           -Myra McEntire "Beer Buckets and Baby Jesus" (My True Love Gave to Me:Twelve Holiday               Stories) p 203

It’s hard not to feel just a little bit fat when your boyfriend asks you to be Santa Claus. “But I’m Jewish?” I protest. “It would be one thing if you were asking  me to be Jesus—he, at least was a member  of my tribe, and looks good in a Speedo. Plus,  Santa requires you to be jolly , whereas Jesus only requires you to be born.”
-Davis Levithan “Yoir Temporally Santa” (My True Love Gave to Me;12 Holiday Stories) p 133

Tomorrow would be different. Sophie understood that. There really was no such thing as a minor miracle.
- Gayle Forman “What the hell have you done Sophie Roth?” (My True Love Gavel to Me:12 Holiday Stories) p151



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Thief of Night by Holly Black

 

Holly Black is a bestselling author of juvenile and young adult fiction, including The Spiderwick Chronicles, The Curse Workers trilogy, and her Fey Series.  This is her first book aimed at adults. She got the idea for the book from Hans Christian Andersen's story "The Shadow," which is about a scholar who gives his shadow more and more power until it leaves him and leads to a more successful life than his own.  In Holly Black's new magical world, alterests sew shadows on and fit them properly, gloamists who let loose their shadows to do things for them, and puppeteers who control other people's shadows.  In this world, we meet Charlie Hall, a young woman who was a thief who sold antique books on shadow work to interested buyers.  She lives with her younger sister, Posey, who does tarot card readings, and her boyfriend, Vince, who does crime scene clean-up.  Charlie works as a bartender.  Vince didn't have a shadow, but Charlie felt it wasn't something she could ask about. After all, she was lying about her past as a thief.

Charlie got started early on pulling scams.  The family slogan was "Hole in the head. Hole in the heart. Hole in the pocket."  Her mother has attached herself to a real bad guy, so Charlie pretends she can take on the spirit of a long-dead entity named Alonso, who offers her advice.  When she tries this on her mother's next boyfriend, Rand, he sees through it and begins taking Charlie to gigs that he has set up to scam money from well-off clients.  But everything goes pear-shaped when Rand sets them up for an evening with Lionel Salt, a puppeteer who is very wealthy and powerful.  Charlie barely gets out alive.  She vows vengeance upon Salt, and that time seems to be here when she's working at the bar. Paul Ecco comes in looking to sell The Premium Nocture, also known as the Book of Blights.  A blight is a shadow that can act independently and is no longer connected to its host.  The book belonged to Salt, and he said that his grandson stole it. He is willing to pay a lot of money to get it back.  

On her way back home from the bar that night, she finds Ecco's shredded body, and someone has stolen the pages he had from the book.  Because of this, Vince insists on taking her to and from work to the bar.  Not long after that, a gloamist enters the bar looking for the book and for the person who found Ecco.  He tries to shred Charlie, but Vince arrives just then and kills the gloamist.  He has killed for Charlie and is cleaning up the evidence.  Now Charlie is wondering about Vince and how he has no shadow, and how easy it is to kill the gloamist.  She has no idea who she has been with all this time.  The two wind up getting into an argument and breaking up, which she regrets, but can't find him to try to fix.  On top of that, while trying to help a friend with her boyfriend, who has disappeared, possibly with another woman, she finds herself in even more trouble.

This is a helluva first adult-level book for Black.  The world she has created is amazing, interesting, and fairly unique.  To me, Charlie is a very relatable woman who has bad luck with men and with money.   She tries to do right by her sister and get her into college so she can do something with her life, but she fails.  Her sister has no interest in college and wants to become a gloamist. She spends all her spare time chasing rumors and stories on how to become one.  She can't believe her luck with Vince, who seems like a nice guy, but as usual, she is disappointed.  I cannot recommend this book highly enough.  It does end on a cliffhanger; however, the sequel was just released and is entitled Thief of Night.  

Quotes

The past is the only thing that matters.
Holly Black (Book of Night p82)

It was hard to fault Vince, though whatever his secrets were, she could still count on him. He was currently getting rid of a body for her. You couldn’t get more dependable than that.

Holly Black (Book of Night p80)

Curious as a cat on crack.
Holly Black (Book of Night p50)

A small smile lifted one corner of his mouth, and she felt a swell of strange, bittersweet longing for someone who was already hers.

Holly Black (Book of Night p43)

If she was going to get murdered, she’d like to do it in Paris. Or Tokyo.

Holly Black (Book of Night p39)

Maybe she needed something different. A nicotine patch of a man. Something to draw off her worst impulses at least for one night.

Holly Black (Book of Night p36)

Charlie Hall, imp of the perverse. Appreciated a relationship for being simple and still tempted to see if she could make a complicated mess of it.

Holly Black (Book of Night p30)

No one remembers the language they took in high school.

Holly Black (Book of Night p29)

A small smile lifted the corners of his mouth, and she felt a swell of strange, bittersweet longing for someone who was already hers.

Holly Black (Thief of Night p3)

The rich believed they were lucky, and that any good fortune they didn't already have could be bought. They had so much already, disappointment became inevitable.

Holly Black (Book of Night p95)

Charlie swore that one day she was going to go back to Salt's mansion and get revenge on those f***ers. But she only swore it to herself, so there would be no one else to let down when she didn't..

Holly Black (Book of Night p103)

There are lots of different kinds of lies. Fibs to lubricate society. Deceptions to avoid consequences. Misrepresentation to hide behind, because what you've done is bad and you're ashamed of it. And then there are the lies you tell because everything about you is a lie.

Holly Black (The Book of Night p103)

You could steal breath from a body, hate from a heart, the moon from the sky,

Holly Black (The Book of Night p107)

The truth was often complicated and very hard to explain.

Holly Black (The Book of Night p110

It was a childish desire, a wish for the world not to be as it was, for people to act in ways they just didn't.

Holly Black (The Book of Night P136)

Hole in the head, hole in the heart, hole in the pocket. The Hall Family curse.

Holly Black (The Book of Night P136)

Not only was there something so deeply wrong with her that the guy she'd been sure was a good person turned out to be a murderer who faked his own death and also the grandson of a person she hated, but even that guy left her.

Holly Black (The Book of Night p139)

Charlie wanted everyone to think of her as hardheaded and hardhearted. Hard as old petrified wood, as rocks, as candy that cracks your teeth. But she wasn't.

Holly Black (The Book of Night p146)

Oh, and this time she really would make him pay, for the past, for the gun he had on her, but most of all for sending Hermes and wrecking a perfectly good relationship built on perfectly good lies.

Holly Black (The Book of Night P163)

I wish I could say that I was sorry. That I wanted to be honest the whole time, but I didn't; I never wanted what I told you to be true.

Holly Black (The Book of Night P212)

It made her a little giddy to think of having another fight with him. It made her want to put on lipstick.

Holly Black (The Book of Night P235)

Love was a family religion, passed done to her when she'd been to young to protect herself from belief.

Holly Black (The Book of Night p265)