Maybe if I didn't say anything about what happened, we could get back to the way we were. Ignoring a problem was a perfectly acceptable way to deal with it, as long as both people agree never to bring it up again.
Kim HarrisonFord put a hand to his head. โBack up. Back up!โ he cried. โYouโre too close.โ Heart pounding, I looked at the eight feet between us and pressed into the fridge. โI think he meant for the ghost to back up,โ Jenks said dryly.
Kim HarrisonIโm not going to pick her up and carry her screaming to the basement,โ Trent said. โItโs a workday. Besides, she has a crutch.โ โCrutch or no, sheโs hurt!โ Ceri protested. โI mean,โ Trent said intently, โshe can hit me with it if I do something she doesnโt like.
Kim HarrisonIโd given up on the white picket fence after Kisten had diedโfinding out my kids would be demons was the nail in the coffin.
Kim HarrisonActually,โ I said, hesitant to bring it up, โI was thinking along the lines of a curse that can turn you human.โ โOr witch?โ Ivy said, surprising me. There was a soft vulnerability in her and I blinked. โYou donโt want to be a witch,โ I said quickly. โWhy not? You are.
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