“Dolly was giddy, infused with life and happiness and the peculiar energy that came from having slipped inside another skin. There was nothing that made her spin quite like it, the invisible moment of transition when she stopped being Dolly Smitham and became instead Someone Else. The details of that Someone Else weren't particularly important; it was the frisson of performance she adored, the sublime pleasure of masquerade. It was like stepping into another person's life. Stealing it for a time.”
Book:The Secret Keeper
