Shall we have a taste?
I thought that the dingy gray condo in front of which I was now standing -- discernible as my new home solely by the fact that the movers had propped the storm door open with a cinder block -- was butthole hideous. Although, on the bright side, it was exactly the same butthole hideous as every other condominium on this particular block of Orchard View condo complex, so at least it wasn't alone in its butthole hideousness. -- pg 2, She's So Dead to Us by Kieran Scott (ARC)
My anticipation had as much dread as excitement. I hoped an improved version of my brother would come home with his wife that nighht, but I knew that the arrogant sadist who'd left would probably be the one to return. -- pg 70, My Name is Memory by Ann Brashares (ARC)