Fallen Quotes

“I belong to myself.” I wanted to snap at him, but it came out soft, like a kitten’s purr. I sort of hated myself for that.”
― Traci L. Slatton, Fallen

“The rogue band attacked at dawn. By then we had hidden the children in the top limbs of the tallest trees we could find and sent out a group to hide, a group which included half the Russians. The plan was for them to flank the attackers. Jeannie and Robert led them; that was their honeymoon, I guess.

Slatton, Traci L. (2011-07-12). Fallen (After Book 1) (p. 206). Parvati Press. Kindle Edition.”
― Traci L. Slatton, Fallen

“Welcome home! You look like shit!” Laurette said happily.

Slatton, Traci L. (2011-07-12). Fallen (After Book 1) (p. 165). Parvati Press. Kindle Edition.”
― Traci L. Slatton, Fallen

“You have a self without them, don’t you? Who are you without them?” he asked, a little tartly. “Can’t you be her, the woman you are within yourself, for a little while right now, with me?” He laid the strappy thing in my hand. “I’ve been so lonely.” “Well, you know, darling, it’s been a lonely apocalypse,” I snapped.

Slatton, Traci L. (2011-07-12). Fallen (After Book 1) (p. 38). Parvati Press. Kindle Edition.”
― Traci L. Slatton, Fallen

“After all the years of med school and internship and residency and specialization, my life was about to start. I was going to have a golf membership and a six-bedroom house and a Jaguar, and a blonde wife who was very pretty and very, very useless.”

Slatton, Traci L. (2011-07-12). Fallen (After Book 1) (p. 28). Parvati Press. Kindle Edition.”
― Traci L. Slatton, Fallen

“So here I was, about to put a bullet in my own sweet little daughter’s head. I looked at her through the white mists, which seemed to press memories into my head: Mandy dressed as Christopher Columbus at her preschool play, running offstage into the audience to hug her big sister Beth. Mandy as a toddler, drawing on the wall with lipstick. Mandy as a nursing infant. We’d shared a blissful bond. I’d spent hours holding her, sniffing her cotton-candy-sweet hair. Her life meant more to me than my own.”
― Traci L. Slatton, Fallen