“ Cecie keeps telling him she’d like to take him home some night, husband or no. The Minotaur waits hopefully. Husband or no. Steven Sherrill
“ The architecture of the Minotaur’s heart is ancient. Rough hewn and many chambered, his heart is a plodding laborious thing, built for churning through the millennia. But the blood it pumps—the blood… Steven Sherrill
“ Standing at the window, reading the menu of Obediah's services, the Minotaur wishes he could believe in what she has to offer: a promise woven into deep lines of his palm, some turn of fate told by a… Steven Sherrill
