Wisdom eludes me yet, but foolishness I captured long ago and to this day it is my constant companion, though many people consider me wise.
Kevin HearneYes and I appreciate it. But this is going to be difficult enough without running my words through a filter of illiteracy.
Kevin HearneShe's kind of like a Mary Poppins just before she turns to the dark side of the Force," Oberon said. He was still behind the counter, but he had a good lok at her as she exited. "Let go of your anger, Malina! There's still good in you! The Emperor hasn't driven it from you fully!
Kevin HearneHow would you take care of it?โ I asked. He shrugged. โI know some ghouls. I make a couple calls, the guys come over for dinner, problem solved.โ โThey can put away nine whole giants? Thereโs that many ghouls in town?โ โProbably not,โ Leif admitted. โBut whatever they do not eat tonight, theyโll take the rest to go.โ I stared at him in disbelief. โYou mean like a doggie bag?โ The vampire nodded with a thin trace of a smile. โThey have a refrigerated truck, Atticus. These are practical guys.
Kevin HearneGranuaile looked terminally depressed when she emerged from the bathroom with raven hair and, as a result rather Goth by accident. She didn't want to get her picture taken. "Aughh!" she said miserably, looking in the vanity mirror in the truck of the cab and fingering a wavy curl near her temple. "This sucks more than anything has ever sucked before. You know what we look like? A couple of emo douche bags." "Well, look at the bright side, Granuaile. Emo Douche Bags would be a great band name." [That's brilliant! It's already the unofficial name of more bands than I can count.]
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