Randy Fordham

“There was no going back now. Rubber and metal could only take so much. The car could shatter and send its passengers into an elemental distillation of rock, flesh, blood, and ash. Alchemy, thought Mary, grimly. Too much bloody alchemy.”
― Susan Rowland, The Alchemy Fire Murder

“Blinking hard, she watched two Toltec nobles disembark from the aircraft and rush up the steps. One of them argued with the priest who had
proclaimed her death sentence. The taller of the two, wearing what she
dimly registered as the uniform of the Generals Council, demanded the
keys to her shackles.
Securing them, he walked behind the post. A curious mixture of anticipation and confusion filled Helen. Although she did not know him, a tenuous sense of hope stirred deep within her simply because he was there with her.
She turned her head from side to side, trying to watch him as he
worked to free her. “Who are you, my lord? Why are you here?”
“You sent me a lecture not long ago about your duty as a healer,
Lieutenant,” he replied, on one knee behind her to unlock the manacles
around her ankles. “I am your father.”
― Candace L. Talmadge, Stoneslayer: Book One Scandal

“and no one was to rise up negative about anything, one was to go positive with everything—go with the flow—everyone’s cool was to be tested, and to shout No, no matter what happened, was to fail. And hadn’t Kesey passed the test first of all? Hadn’t Babbs taken Gretchen Fetchin, and did”
― Tom Wolfe, The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test

“It is a matter of record that I was diagnosed as suffering from PTSD.”
― Michael G. Kramer, The Full Circle for Mick