Corinna Muphy

“The sun burns, clawing its way higher and higher in the sky, scorching Lylitte's neck and shoulders. It's more than just the heat that overwhelms. Her belly feels as if it has doubled in size, and all her parts are swollen; her back is exhausted, and her joints ache. She watches from under heavy lids as an indifferent land of sparse grass, dirt, and sand give off waves of heat that look as though it will cook her and her children alive. Earth is horrendous and uncomfortable and ugly, she reflects. How will we possibly survive?”
― Joseph A. Anderson, Return to Planet Earth

“Jack, this is Vance McGruder. I couldn’t find your cell number so I’m taking a chance on reaching you at the cottage. It’s Monday afternoon and I need you here as soon as possible. I’ve arranged for a one-way, first-class ticket on Delta Air Lines on their 3:15pm flight tomorrow afternoon to Atlanta and connecting on to LAX. I’ll have a car and driver at LAX to pick you up. Call me as soon as you get this message.”
― Behcet Kaya, Body In The Woods

“I suppose knowing where you are is better than having you skulk around, popping out of dark alleys and doorways. It eliminates the possibility of shooting you by accident. If I know where you are, I can shoot you on purpose.”
― Lotchie Burton, Gabriel's Fire

“The text still made little sense to her, but as she turned the pages, she heard his voice and felt his enthusiasm, as if his breath warmed the words.”
― Marcia Breece, The Last Bottle