So what did it matter where she came from? Who-or what-her parents were? Everyone's family was messed up in some way including my own. And she was still the same Ariane." - Zane, page 400
It might have been my human side clamoring for blood, or my alien side looking for a chance to exercise strategic dominance over a lesser life form. Either way, I was going to win.
Pretending to feel something you don't can often lead you to the real thing, in some form.
So it turns out that late-night flashes of brilliance often look a little less brilliant in the bright light of morning.
What was the point, I had to wonder, of fighting so hard to learn to protect my life if I was destroying it in the process?
That was, in fact, my life. A whole series of reasonable lies.
No. Not a death wish. Just very little left to lose.
The trouble with rules, though, is that you'll always be tempted to break one- for the right reasons, due to unavoidable circumstances, because it feels as if there's no other choice. And once you break one, the rest seem like so much broken glass. T...
