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“You think... we can't match him?" Slick asked from her bed. "I've had three children...And some man whose never felt... his baby crown is stronger than me? Is tougher than me? He thinks he's safe because he thinks like you. He looks at Patricia and thinks we're all a bunch of Sunshine Suzies. He think we're what we look like on the outside: Nice southern ladies. Let me tell you something, there's nothing nice about Southern ladies.”
― Grady Hendrix, The Southern Book Club's Guide to Slaying Vampires

“Orquídea's favourite colour was the blue of twilight - just light enough that the sky no longer appeared black, but before pinks and purples bled into it. She thought that colour captured the moment the world held it's breath, and she'd been holding hers for a long time.”
― Zoraida Córdova, The Inheritance of Orquídea Divina

“She wondered, did everyone else have such a fraught relationship with the place they came from? Did anyone else have a grandmother who might as well have been a legend, a myth, a series of miracles that took the shape of an old woman?”
― Zoraida Córdova

“It was difficult to explain to Mike the house where she'd come from. The things her father and grandmother had believed in. Stories of stars, or slippery mermaids, and enchanted rivers. Stories about ghosts that could enter the house if they didn't lay down enough salt. Fairies living in the hills of their fancy estate in Four Rivers, disguised as insects. Magic things. Impossible things.”
― Zoraida Córdova, The Inheritance of Orquídea Divina