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Magic was transgression, the blurring of the line between the impossible and the possible. There…

It was one thing to hurl yourself headfirst into the dark. It was another to feel like someone had…

Why didn’t these people ever get it? Protect your own. Pay your debts. There was no other way to…

Lethe liked to dance around trouble, and they were expert at finding dusty rugs to sweep the truth…

“You said you’d talk to them, not lie to them.” “Lying is a kind of talking. A very useful kind.…

Dawes groaned. “You know I’m a terrible liar.” “How are you going to get better if you don’t…

Comfort was the drug she hadn’t understood until it was too late and she was hooked on cups of tea…

Funny how all sad places looked the same. Trash cans overflowing. Weed-choked yards and junked-up…