Why?"

"Because...because he's so tall," Mindy explained, like height was proof of good character. "And did I mention European?"

"Yes. It's so much better to be stalked by a tall European that an American of average height.

I like pink."
Lucius sniffed. "It's just red's sorry, weak cousin.

No, Lucius is harmless,' I fibbed. If you don't count the fact that he thinks he's a warrior prince representing a semi-cannibalistic race of undead bat people.

On the stage Tristen bent over the piano, his fingers swift and sure, his blond hair gleaming under the spotlight. I glanced around at the audience, watching their faces, gratified that they were as captivated as I was by the dark, thunderous song that Tristen conjured.

My greatest friend is truth.

Where do you. come from?" Frank challenged, puffing his chest, a little bolder now that he could breathe. "Some of us are starting to wonder."
"I come from civilization," Lucius retorted. "You wouldn't be familiar with the territory. Now pick up the books.