The following excerpts are from Blossom, the fifth in the Burke series:
- I was born sad - I don't remember another time. Sadness was never my friend, never coming to me like those electric fear-jolts when I needed them. It was just always there. Ground fog on my spirit. I'd go deep into myself, the only safe place I knew in the places where I grew up. Dropping so far down nobody could see me. But the sadness would float on gray tendrils too soft to tear, finding its way between the cracks. I'd feel its misty wet weight settle on me. I could never chase it, so I lived in it.
- If there's a God, someone needs to sue him for malpractice.
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