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REVIEW: We Are All Completely Fine by Daryl Gregory

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That only exasperated Stan more. “But what does that have to do with her scars?”

Greta started to answer, and Harrison said, “They were trying to make her look attractive to something from the other side.” He glanced at Greta and she held his gaze for a moment, then looked down.

“That’s what you were seeing before,” Harrison said to Martin. “She’s not a monster. She’s monster bait.”

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QUICKIE: Saffron and Brimstone by Elizabeth Hand

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Her earliest memory was of wings. Luminous red and blue, yellow and green and orange, a black so rich it appeared liquid, edible. They moved above her and the sunlight made them glow as though they were themselves made of light, fragments of another, brighter world falling to earth about her crib.

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REVIEW: The Fire Witness by Lars Kepler

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He steps to one side and examines her body once more: her white skin, her hands over her face, her crossed ankles. There is almost no blood on her body at all. Only her pillow is drenched. Her panties are white. Her skin is clean.

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REVIEW: The Roommates by Stephanie Wu

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Olivia hadn’t told us that she was moving out of her room or that she’d shown it and had chosen someone.

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QUICKIE: The Butcher by Jennifer Hillier

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Taking one final look around, Edward’s gaze once again lingered on the antique piano. His eyes misted as memories of Marisol came rushing back. God, how he missed his wife. The house hadn’t been the same without her these past few months. Reaching out, he once again touched the dent on the side of the Mathushek, left there from when he’d smashed her head into it four months ago.

At least he’d managed to get all the blood out of the carved roses before calling 9-1-1, despite his arthritic hands. One must always be careful cleaning up after a kill.

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REVIEW: Mona Lisa: A Life Discovered by Dianne Hales

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Perhaps the question shouldn’t be the nature of Leonardo’s sexual orientation but whether it made any difference in his works. When I ask the opinion of a gay art historian in the San Francisco Bay area, he pauses before answering.

“It may have mattered with a painting like Mona Lisa,” he says slowly. “In Leonardo’s eyes, she wasn’t someone to be desired. He looked at her in a different way than other men. This may be one reason why he could see—and paint—Lisa Gherardini, not as an object or an ideal, but as a fully realized human being.”

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QUICKIE: The Pilgrims by Will Elliott

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He reached out and flicked the wood with his fingernail, just to make sure his eyes had got it right. They had. It was…well, it was a door. It had a keyhole, and a small handle—more a copper groove for the fingers to fit under, to pull. An odd decoration for the wall, but surely nothing more; nothing on the other side but the old bricks of the train bridge, cool to the touch.

Surely nothing more…

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