She would be patient here, Eve told herself, because it was a delicate area for everyone.

It cannot be true, Eve told herself a hundred times a day.

Whenever possible, Eve told the truth, or only bent it a little.

Eve told herself she wouldn't have noticed if he hadn't stirred her up in the first place.

Eve shut the eyes that were good, and told herself whatever happened, it would grow back.

It's safe to give it to her, Eve had told him.

"You'll hear about it on the news by morning," was all Eve told him as she opened the door again.

"He'd been training her since she was a kid," Eve told him.

"Because you make such a good one," Eve told him.

"You might as well call it a night," Eve told her.