Jeff Lindsay (writer) - Darkly Dreaming Dexter (2004)

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It took me a moment. I blinked, and suddenly it swam into focus and I had to frown very hard to keep myself from giggling out loud like the schoolgirl Deb had accused me of being. Because he had arranged the arms and legs in letters, and the letters spelled out a single small word: BOO. The three torsos were carefully arranged below the BOO in a quarter-circle, making a cute little Halloween smile. What a scamp.

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Life teaches us that human thought almost never walks hand in hand with logic, and it is usually counterproductive to raise the point.

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I waved to everybody. Some of them even waved back. They knew me, had seen me go by before, always cheerful, a big hello for everybody. He was such a nice man. Very friendly. I can't believe he did those horrible things...

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The whole point of wearing a disguise was to be seen wearing her.

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There is a simple, logical explanation,' I said to myself. And because you never know who else is listening, I added, 'And there is nothing under the bed.'" —Dexter

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Or was he saying, "Hi! Wanna play?" And I did. Of course I did.

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Whatever made me the way I am left me hollow, empty inside, unable to feel. It doesn't seem like a big deal. I'm quite sure most people fake an awful lot of everyday human contact. I just fake it all. I fake it very well, and the feelings are never there.

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Anybody can be charming if they don't mind faking it, saying all the stupid, obvious, nauseating things that a conscience keeps most people from saying. Happily, I don't have a conscience. I say them.

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After a long moment I closed the freezer door. I wanted to lie down and press my cheek against the cool linoleum. Instead I reached out with my little finger and flipped the Barbie's head. It went thack thack against the door. I flipped it again. Thack thack. Whee. I had a new hobby.

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Weren't we all crazy in our sleep? What was sleep, after all, but the process by which we dumped our insanity into a dark subconscious pit and came out on the other side ready to eat cereal instead of our neighbor's children?

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The mind picks some very bad times to take a walk doesn't it?

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It's like, everything really is two ways, the way we all pretend it is and the way it really is

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I let it ring. I wanted to breathe for a few minutes, and I could think of nothing that couldn't wait. Besides, I had paid almost $50 for an answering machine. Let it earn its keep.

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Really now: If you can't get me my newspaper on time, how can you expect me to refrain from killing people?

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I had killed our careful relationship by driving my tongue through its heart and pushing it off a cliff.

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I thought about the nice clothes that I always wore. Well of course I did. I took pride in being the best dressed monster in Dade County.

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She opened the door very slowly and carefully, half hiding behind it, as if badly frightened of what might be waiting for her on the other side. And considering that it was me waiting, this showed rare common sense.

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Being torn apart by far too many loyalties that could not possibly live together in the same brain.

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I don't do my job to catch the bad guys. Why would I want to do that? No, I do my job to make order out of chaos.

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It was such an unexpected and genuine smile that if I only had a soul I'm sure I would have felt quite guilty.

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And then more quiet, silence so deep it almost drowned out the roar of the night music that pounded away in my secret self.

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And what did you do last night, Dexter? Oh, I played with my dolls while a friend chopped up my sister.

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I think people understand things different when they get older. It's not a question of getting soft, or seeing things in the gray areas instead of black and white. I really believe I'm just understanding things different. Better.

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I rose to my knees, mouth dry and heart pounding, and paused to finger a rip in my beautiful Dacron bowling shirt. I pushed my fingertip through the hole and wiggled it at myself. Hello, Dexter, where are you going? Hello, Mr. Finger. I don't know, but I'm almost there. I hear my friends calling.

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For the first time I could remember, I felt weak, woozy and stupid— like a human-being. Like a very small and helpless human-being.

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