Everybody was sorry. Sorry was easy. Sorry was for suckers.

“I thought you'd be better at this.""Why?"Bridget shrugged. "'Cause your dad's a…”

“Rule Number Two, Monsignor. Do not show pity.”

“Someone tells me I’ve been touched by Jesus, I remember.”“Not Jesus,” he said i…”

“She felt like a baton getting passed along in a relay race, completely devoid o…”