Lush Library discussion

and turn to page 49 and quote lines 11 through 18.

I'll start
"First of all, the rain stopped. The pressure on my chest disappeared, and I could move my arms again. The light, which had been too intense even to see when it first shone out, diffused itself to a greenish-pink glow. Birds on the rooftops began to sing. A scent of something floral filled the air - strangest of all in that alleyway, where the small of piss was predominant - and someone put a hand on my face and said:
'It's okay, sweetie. They've gone now.'

"Damon reached out to take it and their fingers touched.
Damon smiled at her.
When Krysta's knees went boneless with pleasure, Damon caught her easily and went on with what he was doing.

Meredith was right behind Bonnie as she stepped into Caroline's room."

Haha sounds so out of context.

'You were drinking mead' said Wednesday. He grinned a huge grin.
Mead.
Yes.
Shadow leaned back in the seat, and sucked down water from the bottle, and let the night before wash over him. Most of it he remembered. Some of it, he didn't.

'to pay this kind of attention to me.'
'Think, Diana.' Clairmont's voice was intense. A ripple of something that wasn't fear passed across my skin when he said my first name. 'What have you been reading?'
His eyelids dropped over his strange eyes, but not before I'd seen their avid expression.
My aunts had warned me that Matthew Clairmont wanted something. They were right.

A Discovery of Witches - Deborah Harkness

"Go to sleep" Her voice is so hoarse and scary I think it's not her. I count my teeth five times, I get twenty every time but I still have to do it again. None of them hurt yet but they might when I'm six. I must be asleep but I don't know it, because then I wake up. I'm still in wardrobe, it's all dark. Ma didn't bring me into Bed yet. Why didn't she bring me in?


the text ends on line 11 of that page so I just wrote the first 7 on the page.

"there were chairs again, and a bed, and after that a window.
She's in good hands, they said. With people who are fit. You are unfit, but you want the best for her. Don't you?
They showed me a picture of her, standing outside on a lawn, her face a closed oval. Her light hair was pulled back tight behind her head. Holding her hand was a woman I didn't know. She was only as tall as the woman's elbow.
You've killed her, I said. She looked like an angel, solemn,"

From this edition (my FS edition is upstairs - I read it safe from baby hands;)