Youโre just using me for my body.โ โYou donโt have a body,โ Iโd remind him. โThrow that in my face.โ โTechnically, you donโt have a face either.
Darynda JonesI noticed you tore down Donovan's house." He lifted his gaze until it locked with mine. "He's alive because he left town. His house chose to stay. It paid the price.
Darynda JonesWant coffee?" I asked, as I headed that way. "It's three thirty in the morning." "Okay. Want coffee?
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