When life is a horror....Don't look like a ghost!

Nothing Makes Me Feel Happier Than Seeing A Child Smile From Happiness.

Shirts and jeans litter the asphalt, the empty fabric limbs askew as if they're attempting to escape. Blood smears Sarah's lips as she struggles against the chest of a dirty looking man with a beard. Terror. Terror is the only word my mind can seize on and it forgets what it means. I forget how to think - to move.

Love is always worth the risks, even when, especially when, it scares you.

The feel of her skin as she struggled beneath, the life inside, the death without. The breaching of life and death, of survival uncaged inside him: a dark beast with violence and sex in its soul. In his soul.

This book's like black holes. It really engulfes you whole.