'' let me get some eggs and toast . '' the waitress paused her writing and looked kurma over , taking in her shabby clothes and disheveled hair . '' you paying cash or credit ? '' kurma looked at her and thought , free ninety-nine . but instead she said , '' i 'm paying credit . '' '' our machine is down , so it 's only cash

she was saved from having to respond because she was already halfway to the front door . she patted winston , who looked like a ballet dancer , poised and ready on his paws . '' it 's okay , pal . i do n't think a burglar would arrive in a volvo . '' she opened the door . a polished , good-looking man emerged from behind the wheel of the volvo

the next thing i know i 'm being dragged towards the entrance of the blair house and then pulled inside by lots of hands . '' i 've been shot . i 'm going to die '' i call out looking for karen hoping she 'll give me tons of sympathy . instead i see her smiling and pointing at my leg along with the others . '' no you have n't seth . you just tripped and scraped your knee , '' so much for sympathy

'' and he knows better than to fight it . '' david came to stand behind my right shoulder . the darkling studied me in the torchlight . for a moment , all was silence . twilight had gone , and the moon had risen , bright and full . the glade seemed suspended in stillness . '' open your coat , '' said the
darkling