“Haley paused. Occupation? Psychiatrist at Universal Hospital. Haley stopped typing and stared. Dr.Tonya Preston stared right back. Youre looking at me like I said I was a hooker in the French Quarter.”

“She turned to Stephanie. "I'm going to the bathroom. You coming?" "Yes, since women have to travel in pairs." Tonya chuckled. Once that were around the corner, Stephanie pounced. "Holy crap! I've n...”

“Haley paused. “Occupation?” “Psychiatrist at Universal Hospital.” Haley stopped typing and stared. Dr. Tonya Preston stared right back. “You’re looking at me like I said I was a hooker in the Frenc...”

“...it was actually the first time I’ve been shot at.” “Congrats? It’s New Orleans. I’m sure that won’t be the last, though it doesn’t sound like something to put on a cake.” “Greetin’ card either.”

“All I'd ever wanted was to forget. but even when I thought I had, pieces had kept emerging, like bits of wood floating up to the surface that only hint at the shipwreck below.”

“And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone.”

“I hate quotations. Tell me what you know.”