Okay, outside," the clerk said. "Conversation outside. Bye! Have a nice night!

My most memorable adventure was investigating the chalk cliffs in Yorkshire. While clambering over kelp-covered boulders half-covered by the sea, I fell and smashed my tail bone on one of them.

This time, it was more of a thought than a feeling, a soft heat that began at her mouth and unfurled through the rest of her.

I tired the back door -- unlocked. Truley the Man Upstairs was smiling down on me.

Are you really going to work in that?" Maura asked. Blue looked at her clothing. It involved a few thin layering shirts, including one she had altered using a method called shredding. "What's wrong with it?" Maura shrugged. "Nothing. I always wanted an eccentric daughter. I just never realised how well my evil plans were working.

Not dead-dying. Funny how two things could be so similar and yet so far apart

I don't know if I'd want to be comforted, if I'm being honest. If I'm being forced to eat soot, I want to know that somewhere else in the world, someone else has to eat soot as well. I want to know that soot tastes terrible. I don't want to be told that soot's good for the digestion. And of course, by soot, I mean beans.