Want coffee?" I asked, as I headed that way. "It's three thirty in the morning." "Okay. Want coffee?
Darynda JonesCookie dropped her purse and tried to catch it midair. In the process, she knocked over a vase. When she lunged for the vase, she slipped on the tile and overturned an entire table. A lovely handblown piece of glass flew in my direction, and all I could think as I caught it was, Really? Again? We were going to have to practice muscle control.
Darynda Jones