She collected herself, and rose from the floor. __ntil you have a better grasp on what we__e dealing with here, I__ appreciate your immediate proximity.__ did as she asked. She was the expert, after all.But what a terrifying thought, that the world__ foremost expert knew only enough to live in horror.
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Cherie Priest
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Last century__ magic is this year__ science.
As for the prayers, I suppose they can__ hurt. I__e never found much good in them, I__l confess that here, though I keep such thoughts private when in public company. Who would confide in a physician who claimed no affiliation with God? I still must feed myself, and keep my house. I still need my patients. But too many people believe with too much conviction in what amounts to, at best, a superstition.I__e seen science change a patient__ diagnosis, but I__e never heard a prayer that changed God__ mind about a damn thing..
Jackson," he mused. "Not a name either one of you was born to."Lizzie answered, "No. But beyond a certain point, names become accessories. We swap them out as needed, for the sake of peace. You understand?""I understand. Though I disagree. Names aren't hats to change a look, or a suit to be swapped at a whim. Words mean things.""Then we must agree to disagree.
I've heard it said that God made all men, but Samuel Colt made all men equal.We'd see what Mr. Colt could do for a woman.
The distance between an honest Christian mystic and a fortune-teller is sometimes less than half a whisper. Less than a pot of tea or the space between two book covers.
Vision is also a fickle creature. You can see an object a hundred times, a thousand times, and it remains unchanged. Then in one swift second you realize it has been changing all along and your eyes hid it from you.
And people tended not to bother a woman with a book.
OMG YOU GUYS it has come to my attention that SOMEONE on the internet is saying that my fictional 19th century zombies are NOT SCIENTIFICALLY SOUND. Naturally, I am crushed. To think, IF ONLY I__ consulted with a zombologist or two before sitting down to write, I could__e avoided ALL THIS EMBARRASSMENT.
I gave three quiet cheers for Minnesota. In Seattle a dusty inch of anything white and chilly means the city lapses into full-on panic mode, as if each falling flake crashes to earth with its own individual baggie of used hypodermic needles. It__ ridiculous.
Every affair is a fairy tale or a tragedy.
I met his eyes because I could not refuse them... they were the color of a storm clashing with a setting sun.
It was a train full of strangers, and they were all the same.
The sound came again. There was a whistle to it, and a moan. It was almost a hiss, and it could__e been a strangled gasp. Above all, it was quiet, and it seemed to have no source. It whispered.