Life has a way of changing the path you are on when you least expect it.

The taxi driver dropped them off back at the Wabasha Street Caves and drove off clutching a huge tip and muttering under his breath about dog drool on his upholstery. In return, Chudo-Yudo muttered something about taxi drivers tasting good with ketchup.

At the sight of Day, her whole face lit up.
"Mikhail! You came! Barbara said you would, but that we might have to wait for hell to freeze over first. Did it?

Death. Fire. Snow. Failure.

Maybe it is time to get over your daddy issues and just deal with it.

i want you so much I feel like I'm going to explode."
"I hear that Marines are good with explosions," Beka said.