"She had, despite everything, loved Jack Mercy. And she said nothing, not one word, to the two women, the strangers who shared her blood and had come to see their father buried."
Chapter One, pg. 6

"The little bitch, letting that half-breed paw her. Sniveling little whore thought she could get rid of Jesse Cooke, figures she could run and he wouldn't catch her. Put the cops on his ass. She was going to pay for that."
Chapter Four, pg. 54

"When she saw Jim Brewster quickly, neatly, and efficiently castrate the calf, her eyes rolled back in her head and she fainted dead away, with barely a sound. It was the crash of the bucket and breaking eggs that made Willa glance around.
"Well, Jesus Christ, will you look at that?"
Chapter Six, pg 78

"Even murder couldn't stop work. The men were jumpy, but they took orders. Now that...