Sometimes Death lurks after them for days, weeks, or even months, waiting for their time... Sometimes it doesn’t, and I’ve often raced that omnipresent Reaper to one portion of its work.
~ N.b. Roberts
Yes, I’ve killed! I’ve killed as indiscriminately as God! And yes, I will kill again. I must.
The term ‘fell in love’ is apt, because it implies there is pain in the discovery. I didn’t ‘land softly in love’.
