Darkly Dreaming Dexter (Dexter, #1)

by Jeff Lindsay

Whatever made me the way I am left me hollow, empty inside, unable to feel. It doesn’t seem like a big deal. I’m quite sure most people fake an awful

lot of everyday human contact. I just fake all of it. I fake it very well, and the feelings are never there. But I like kids.

I could never have them, since the idea of sex is no idea at all. Imagi...

Deborah Morgan, my foster sister. A cop, just like her father.

“It’s not the size of the doughnut, it’s the skill of the baker,” Vince told her.

“Stop the nurse like the monkey.”