Gazzy sniffed the air. "That's explosives. It smells like Christmas!" Okay, so we've had somewhat untraditional Christmases. With explosives.
James PattersonWell, I donโt know. Mostly I just suck up what life throws my way, stomp on it, and then keep going. I donโt dwell much on what I am or how I got this way. It just is. I just am. Iโm Max, and whatever form I take, itโs good enough for me.
James PattersonNow, Max, I think we both know your parents aren't missionaries." I opened my eyes wide. "No? Well, for God's sake, don't tell them. They'd be crushed. Thinking they're doing the Lord's work and all.
James PattersonI have a folder in my office with about 400 ideas in it. So it will take me another 40 years to get through those.
James PattersonIs dere anysing special about you? Anysing vorth saving?" Besides my fashion sense? I play a mean harmonica.
James PattersonItโs wherever you are. If itโs tapped into any of your senses, it knows where you are and what youโre doing.โ Oh no, I thought, my spirits sinking. I hadnโt considered that. Did that mean nothing I did was ever anymore? โEven in the bathroom?โ the Gasmanโs eyes widened with surprise.
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