Cali Mae

“JUDE: "Good! I'm Jude, by the way." As if I don't know exactly who he is. I mouth nasty insults at his statue each time I pass it in the District.”
― Shannon J. Spann, A Stage Set for Villains

“Pretend. I almost laugh at the idea. If there's one thing we're both good at, I suppose it's pretending.”
― Shannon J. Spann, A Stage Set for Villains

“Why are you so angry? Really."
Defensiveness rises in my shoulder, this time, I catch it and coax the sharp words back down my throat. I've been asking myself the same question. "I don't fit properly anywhere." The words take a moment to find. "And it doesn't feel fair. Like I'm this badly cut piece of a puzzle that doesn't fit with the others."
Jude considers my words, leans his head back into the wall. His chest rises and falls for several beats, the timbre of his voice lowering. "If you have to saw all your edges to fit, you're probably in the wrong puzzle.”
― Shannon J. Spann, A Stage Set for Villains

“I will not apologize for loving you, dear heart," he says. "But I hope you'll forgive me for having done it so dreadfully.”
― Shannon J. Spann, A Stage Set for Villains