Killing things shouldn't make you happy, Rosa. That's why they're worried.

She promised to be good. She wasn't.

Rosa!" Sally says. "The police are here to help you, not to hear a lecture on comparative murder rates.

Didn’t anyone ask you where your parents are?"
"They asked. Especially about my parents."
"What did you tell them?"
"I said I ate them."
"Jesus, Rosa.

The job of every generation is to discover the flaws of the one that came before it. That's part of growing up, figuring out all the ways your parents and their friends are broken.

When I was little, I made up my own fairy tales, and the ghostly echo of 'Once upon a time' shapes all the fiction I've ever written.