Although other people’s deaths comfort me, I am not rooting for mass extinction.
It’s the kind of beauty she knows will disappear if she blinks.
Like a lot of people who adopt dogs, Clip was in need of rescue himself.
Sometimes I think creativity can only be released when you’re so goddamned bored there’s nothing else to do.
Even our patrol leaders snickered like third graders over the evil-genius initiation rites that we would subject the newcomers to on Frog Island.
