Kadi

“Okay, little demon, what’s your deal?” A loud meow answers him, and he sighs begrudgingly. “Oh, hell no. Also, Mom said milk isn’t good for cats.” He tries to push her away and she falls, but then she climbs back up on his T-shirt. “I guess a bit won’t hurt.” He pours a small amount of hot chocolate into his palm and lifts it toward her. She laps it up eagerly, her tiny pink tongue darting out. For a moment, Gareth looks…soft. His shoulders relax, and he carefully strokes her head, as if testing the waters. “You won’t scratch me, right?” I smile and disappear into the bedroom, answer some texts, especially from my nephew—while I ignore my brother’s—and then I change into PJ bottoms. When I finally join him again, Gareth is lying on his back on the sofa with the kitten curled up on his chest, purring loudly.”
― Rina Kent, Kiss the Villain

“...if you come across someone sad and you do not try to make them smile, then you have disgraced your own humanity.”
― Adriana Mather, Haunting the Deep

“While they’re still alive, people can become ghosts.”
― Haruki Murakami

“Even when she slept, her anxieties did not.”
― Frances Hardinge, A Skinful of Shadows