He does this on purpose," Stephanie's mother said as they sat in the car, seat belts on and ready to go. They watched him appear at the front door, shrug into his jacket, tuck in his shirt, go to step out, and then pause. "He looks like he's about to sneeze," Stephanie remarked.
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Derek LandyI woke up, a bag of bones. Literally. They had gathered up my bones and put them in a bag and thrown the bag into a river.
Derek LandyGuild doesn't like me." "That's true." "He doesn't like you, ether." "That is mystifying.
Derek LandyMum said earlier what a lovely dress youโre wearing.โ Berylโs eyebrows wriggled like two tiny tapeworms. โThis?โ she said. โBut Iโve had this for years.โ It was a beige dress that would have looked better on an eighty year-old. Any eighty-year-old, man or woman. โI think youโve really grown into it,โ Valkyrie said. โI always thought it was a little shapeless.โ Valkyrie resisted the urge to say that was what she meant.
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