Hey, boss. Where are you?” she asked. “I just picked up something to eat. What about professional belly dancers?” “Um, I don’t know, maybe with horseradish.
Darynda JonesLet me express how much I don't care on a scale of one to bite me," the former detective said.
Darynda JonesSince I had a soft spot for zombies and my curiosity was killing me, I opted for plan Z.
Darynda JonesThen I asked her if she wanted to to the funeral, and my God, the look on her face. You'd think I'd asked her to drown the neighbor's cat." Admittedly, drowning the neighbor's cat didn't really clue me in as much as I would've liked. "So, she was angry?" He blinked back to me and stared. Like a long time.
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