Behind him shines the blinking neon of a casino: - Kate Coyle

I'm Harp," my best friend says, business-like. "This is Viv. Personally, I think you guys would make really cute babies together.

I mean, these people really believe what they believe."
"But what they believe is so absurd.

But I can’t justify the act to myself, no matter how much I like making out with the boy I’d be trying to save. That would be playing by Believer rules—telling myself that violence and the threat of it is okay, if that’s what it takes to get you what you want. “For God so loved the world,” says the Book of Frick, “that he sent us guns with which to protect our homes and women.”