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Fallen QUOTES

Fallen QUOTES

1 " I belong to myself.” I wanted to snap at him, but it came out soft, like a kitten’s purr. I sort of hated myself for that. "

― Traci L. Slatton , Fallen

2 " After all the years of med school and internship and residency and specialization, my life was about to start. I was going to have a golf membership and a six-bedroom house and a Jaguar, and a blonde wife who was very pretty and very, very useless.”

Slatton, Traci L. (2011-07-12). Fallen (After Book 1) (p. 28). Parvati Press. Kindle Edition. "

― Traci L. Slatton , Fallen

3 " You have a self without them, don’t you? Who are you without them?” he asked, a little tartly. “Can’t you be her, the woman you are within yourself, for a little while right now, with me?” He laid the strappy thing in my hand. “I’ve been so lonely.” “Well, you know, darling, it’s been a lonely apocalypse,” I snapped.

Slatton, Traci L. (2011-07-12). Fallen (After Book 1) (p. 38). Parvati Press. Kindle Edition. "

― Traci L. Slatton , Fallen

4 " Welcome home! You look like shit!” Laurette said happily.

Slatton, Traci L. (2011-07-12). Fallen (After Book 1) (p. 165). Parvati Press. Kindle Edition. "

― Traci L. Slatton , Fallen

5 " The rogue band attacked at dawn. By then we had hidden the children in the top limbs of the tallest trees we could find and sent out a group to hide, a group which included half the Russians. The plan was for them to flank the attackers. Jeannie and Robert led them; that was their honeymoon, I guess.

Slatton, Traci L. (2011-07-12). Fallen (After Book 1) (p. 206). Parvati Press. Kindle Edition. "

― Traci L. Slatton , Fallen

6 " So here I was, about to put a bullet in my own sweet little daughter’s head. I looked at her through the white mists, which seemed to press memories into my head: Mandy dressed as Christopher Columbus at her preschool play, running offstage into the audience to hug her big sister Beth. Mandy as a toddler, drawing on the wall with lipstick. Mandy as a nursing infant. We’d shared a blissful bond. I’d spent hours holding her, sniffing her cotton-candy-sweet hair. Her life meant more to me than my own. "

― Traci L. Slatton , Fallen