That left either magical powers or coincidence, and although I have nothing at all against Harry Potter, coincidence got my vote.

Is that why you're crying?"
(...) "It's just hormones," she said. "I didn't want anyone to see."
I skipped over the image of anyone seeing her hormones and tried to focus on the heart of the matter.

I'm a very neat monster." ~Dexter Morgan

And as we should all know by now, anytime you predict failure you have an excellent chance of being right.

I find others, those who prey on the innocent and do not play by the rules, and I make them go away in small, carefully wrapped pieces.

It took me a moment. I blinked, and suddenly it swam into focus and I had to frown very hard to keep myself from giggling out loud like the schoolgirl Deb had accused me of being.
Because he had arranged the arms and legs in letters, and the letters spelled out a single small word: BOO.
The three torsos were carefully arranged below the BOO in a quarter-circle, making a cute little Halloween smile.
What a scamp.