Megan

“It’s a cheese bouquet,” he says. I look closer. Salami rolled to look like roses; blocks of cheese shaped like tulips; rosemary for greenery stems. It really is a goddamn cheese bouquet. “Well,” he continues as I stare, “cheese and charcuterie, because they make pretty good-looking fake flowers.”
― Ali Rosen, Merry and Bright

“Goodness, I am so clumsy,” Esther purred, holding a hand to her chest. Maisie blinked at the dainty grandmother who had just hip-checked her with all the aplomb of a linebacker. “Caught my foot on the rug.”
― Tricia O'Malley, A Kilt for Christmas

“I was thinking,” he murmurs. “There’s a billion different versions of you out there, in a trillion different universes. And I still can’t get over how lucky I am that, out of all of those versions, you’re the one that’s mine.”
― Amie Kaufman, Obsidio

“Okay, listen up, Seth Gonzalas. If anything happens to her, I’ll fucking kill you.” I glanced at Charlotte. “Uh . . . okay?” Izzy turned back to Gabe, looked him up and down, made a little fake lunge, grabbed her bat, and left. I turned slowly to my neighbor while her friend drove off. “Well, that was . . .” She sucked air through her teeth. “I’m sorry. She gets aggressive when she’s scared.” “Like a cornered raccoon or something?” She bobbed her head. “More like a wolverine.”
― Abby Jimenez, The Fall Risk