I looked up at several pockmarks in the nearest wall; if they weren’t bullet holes, the place had damned big hailstones. - Kage Baker

Rutherford was a historian, after all, and secretly enjoyed it when the truth did injury to modern sensibilities.

And what a clever guy this Harpole is, isn’t he? Awfully good at noticing all kinds of little unusual things about people and keeping them on file in his head. So he’s built a theory around us, has he? He added two and two and came up with five, but nobody else in the house was aware there was anything to count.

It didn’t matter that they were terrible at being parents; they were also very rich, which meant they could pay other people to love Alec.