" Her face, a face that had been rosy not thirty seconds earlier, paled at my suggestion. She backed away as though I’d just told her I was going to murder her and keep her heart in a jar on my desk. I would never do such a thing. I’d keep it in a jar in the cupboard. I wasn’t morbid. "

― Darynda Jones , Betwixt (Betwixt & Between, #1)