“When a lioness has children, she stops making love to the lion. The lion gets jealous—sometimes so jealous he eats the children. You'd think this would upset the lioness. Far from it. They make love again like the children never existed. I find that idea terrifying”

Jane had paused in her motions, her dark voided eyes simply staring off. Almost as if time had stopped for her, the girl in the tight blonde curls and porcelain colored skin. Blinking, she craned her head to look at everyone.