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James   McBride
“I know I'm a hard woman. I've made a few mistakes in my life. But I'm no worse than these other mothers out here who pray "Lord, let me child be wise and good" when they really mean "Let this child have more power and money than I have." I don't do that with my children. That's what our father did to us. He built things. The Jewish church, a lot of houses and buildings and things. He tried to build us, too. But he never finished. Maybe he wasn't building us the right way before he left this life. Maybe that's why we're like we are now.”
James McBride, The Heaven & Earth Grocery Store

K.  Ritz
“This evening I spied her in the back orchard. I decided to sacrifice one of my better old shirts and carried it out to her. The weather’s been warm of late. Buds on the apple trees are ready to burst. Usually by this time of the year, at that time of day, the back orchard is full of screaming children. Damut’s boys were the only two. They were on the terrace below her, running through the slanted sunlight, chasing each other around tree trunks. She stood above them, like a merlin watching rabbits play.”
K. Ritz, Sheever's Journal, Diary of a Poison Master

“Listen, you might as well learn now that life’s nothin’ but a dirt sandwich and save yourself a lot of time.”
A.G. Russo, The Cases Nobody Wanted

Michael G. Kramer
“Adrian von Trotha was thinking, “Soldiers must obey their officers and I shall enforce that! As well, the enemy will not obtain any leniency from me!”
Michael G. Kramer, His Forefathers and Mick

Miriam Verbeek
“She pulled open the reception area door, bright sunshine causing her to pause, momentarily blinding her. Her eyes adjusted and she saw Josh, Peta and Daryl in deep conversation at an outdoor table. Saskia retreated, holding the door open. She saw Daryl lunge out of his bench, reach across the table, grab the front of Josh’s shirt and haul him close. Daryl’s mouth worked in angry lines and Josh’s head bowed, shaking back and forth slowly. Peta glanced nervously over her shoulder and towards the door of the administration building. She laid a hand on Daryl’s arm, leaning towards him. Daryl let Josh loose, sinking back into his seat. Josh also sat back, tugging his shirt into place.”
Miriam Verbeek, The Forest: A thrilling international crime novel

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