“Ivy was only a little older than you when Rose died," Flora had reminded her daughters. "She still misses her sister." "She wasn't cursed with the Bride of Frankenstein here," Phoebe muttered. "Fuck you," Brigid sneered. "You're not nearly as perfect as you think, Princess Buttercup.” Sisters Sibling RivalryBickering Women Book:The Women of Wild Hill Source: The Women of Wild Hill
“If you want Calum dead, why don't you kill him yourself?" "The Old One made me the healer," Phoebe argued. "She didn't give me your skills." Brigid felt her temper rising. "So my job is to kill while you keep your hands clean? How convenient." Phoebe's heart sank. There was so much at stake and Brigid was making it all about her again. "I can't believe this. You're not going to do anything because you're still jealous of me?" "Excuse me? What?" Phoebe instantly knew she'd pushed it too far. She'd shone a spotlight on something that should have stayed hidden. "I'm sorry," she hurried to say. "Fuck you," Brigid responded. "Here's a little tip, princess. If you want someone to do your dirty work, it's best not to insult them.” WitchesSisters Sibling RivalryMagical Powers Book:The Women of Wild Hill Source: The Women of Wild Hill
“We both know Mom wouldn't be dead if you had listened to me and killed Calum when you had the chance." Brigid froze. She couldn't even feel herself breathing. She hadn't thought her sister capable of such a low blow. "How can you say that?" "You wouldn't listen because you've always been jealous. You hate that the Old One made you the evil sister." Evil wasn't a word they'd been allowed to use growing up. It was a slap in the face.” WitchesHarsh WordsSisters Sibling RivalryLow BlowMagical Powers Book:The Women of Wild Hill Source: The Women of Wild Hill
“When I was eleven, Bessie revealed that my daughter will be The Third. I told Mom. She knew the truth." The two of them had kept a secret from her. "And you guys didn't tell me?" "Of course not! You were always so needy. We didn't want to give you another thing to complain about. But now you know. I'll have a daughter someday. And you won't. The Duncan line passes through me." Brigid couldn't have cared less. What hurt was knowing her sister was trying to injure her. Her anger flared up to fight the cold creep of sorrow. "So you went ahead and left Mom alone on Wild Hill even though you knew she wasn't safe?" "It's not my fault!" Phoebe shouted, though she was no longer so sure.” WitchesBlame GameBetrayal Of TrustSisters Sibling RivalryMagical Powers Book:The Women of Wild Hill Source: The Women of Wild Hill
“We'll probably have to kill him." "Fine by me," Brigid replied. "While I'm gone, why don't you two figure out which one of you is going to do the honors?" "Funny," Phoebe said. "Wasn't joking," Brigid told her.” Dark HumorSisters Sibling RivalryCalled Out Book:The Women of Wild Hill Source: The Women of Wild Hill
