But death was her curse and her gift, and death had been her good friend these long, long years.

“You're going to keep a low profile throughout the entire competition... You're …”

“You look more of less the same."She strode right past him. "And you still look …”

“It wasn't that she was mad at him for being uninjured. She was so relieved she …”

“She didn't let herself finish that thought, though crippling nausea gripped her…”