He had given me so much information, I wanted some time to absorb it all, but I didn't want to leave him. Not like this. Not ever, as long as I lived. Or until I had to get back on the case. Whichever came first.
Darynda JonesThis guy in high school tried to run me over with his dadโs SUV. Bad shoved the vehicle through a store window.โ The memory brought a smile to my face.
Darynda JonesShe reached up and curled her fingers into mine. โHe should take you to dinner.โ To say that the mere thought horrified me would have been a grievous understatement. I threw up a little in my mouth then swallowed hard. I told Taft when I recovered, โJust please, for the love of God, find a girl good enough to take home to your mother. And do it soon.โ โAnd stop dating skanks.
Darynda JonesShe looked at me, confused. โHe hardly knew me. My parents dated and got married before we knew what happened. Letโs just say we were not brought into the loop on that decision.โ โThatโs weird. I wasnโt brought into the loop with my parentsโ marriage either.โ โReally? How old were you?โ โTwelve months.โ She giggled. โI canโt imagine why they didnโt ask your opinion.
Darynda Jones