A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a broken spirit saps a person's strength

I’m going to eat your fucking eyeballs and wear your faces when I’m done with you!

But the sounds behind me tell me why. I risk a glance and see so many Zs on our asses that I wonder if they've been doing pilates all this time to get in shape for the great Whispering Pines mad-dash marathon.

Promises are like assholes," Elsbeth pipes up. "They stink when you put your nose in them.