" There’s no such thing as a timid fighter,” Henry parroted. “That’s what Tag says. And he says Amelie fights every damn day.”
“Hallelujah and praise the Lord for that,” Georgia said, sounding just like my great-grandma Kathleen. They were both small-town Levan girls who had spent a good deal of their lives as neighbors. So I guess it wasn’t surprising.
“Amen,” I agreed.
“Muhammad Amelie,” Georgia joked. “Floats like a butterfly . . .”
“Stings like a bee,” Henry and I finished. "

― Amy Harmon , The Song of David (The Law of Moses, #2)