Flame in the Dark (Soulwood, #3)

by Faith Hunter

Home is choice. A chance to grow. To learn. Home, meaning my life and where and how I’ll live it. That’s what home means to me,

“She killed my plants. I’m gonna shoot her.” “You’re not shooting anyone,”

Now I was avenger and death come calling,

“Okay. Can I hold a gun on him if he tells me he ain’t hungry?” “Yes,” I said. “No,” Rick said