And she was just leaving. (Xedrix) Not yet, I’m not. (Aimee) Yes, you are. Adios. There’s the door. Doorknob twists to the left. The hinges open in. You should use them. Keep them working. Keep you breathing. (Xedrix)
Sherrilyn Kenyon (2009). “Bad Moon Rising: A Dark-Hunter Novel”, p.264, Macmillan
