I was never really certain why he scared the bejesus out of me. Nothing scared me growing up. Iโve been playing with dead people since the day I was born, so itโs good thing, yet the Big Bad scared me. Which brings me to the reason I called.โ โWhich was to give me nightmares for the rest of my life?โ โOh, no, thatโs just a plus. Why was I so scared of him?โ โHon, for one thing he was this powerful, massive, black smokelike being.โ โSo, youโre saying Iโm a racist?
Darynda JonesAnd," Amber said, practically drooling as she ogled him, "it's tradition for new arrivals to help with the pep rally." Brooklyn quirked her lips in doubt. "Tradition?" "It's a new tradition," Amber shot back. "Clearly the deeper meaning of the word has escaped you.
Darynda JonesShe blinked at me, then realized I was panicking. Honestly, it was like admitting to murder before being interrogated. โMs. Davidson,โ she began, but I decided to trip her up, to throw her off the trail of blood Iโd left like an injured animal. โI donโt speak English.
Darynda JonesAn integral part of any best friend's job is to immediately clear your computer history if you die.
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