"These victims call. These Chronic sufferers. They call. They break up my own little tedium. It's better than television. I tell him, go ahead. I'm only half awake. It's three in the morning and I have work tomorrow. I tell him, hurry before I fall back asleep, pull the trigger." (Chapter 46, pg 281).

"The craving inside of me is to be clutched at by some dead girl. To put my ear to her chest and be hearing nothing. Even getting munched on by zombies beats the idea that I'm only flesh and blood, skin and bone. Demon or angel or evil spirit, I just need something to show itself. Ghoulie or ghosty or long-legged beasties, I just want my hand held. "( Chapter 43, pg 253)

"Even after sixteen years of cleaning other people's houses, I want to think the world is getting better, but really I know it's not. You want...