Cat Winters Quotes

We were all survivors—every last one of us who limped our way out to the sidewalks that afternoon and spit in Death’s cold face.

And all the while Stephen started at me as if I were something magical. Not the ugly way other people sometimes stare at me, like he was meeting someone in a foreign country who spoke his language when no one else could. That's how it's been between us ever since. We understand each other, even when we astound each other.