There was just no good way for a dead son to greet his mother almost two weeks after his funeral.
Rachel VincentStanding, I turned to face my father. โItโs the same as the scent on Moore. Itโs definitely a foreign cat, but itโs...more, somehow.โ Ethan snickered at my unintentional pun, but I ignored him.
Rachel VincentIt's suspiciously quiet in here, and there's a Tod shaped dent in the bean bag. For the sake of both my sanity and my temper, I'm going to pretend I can't tell that you're in his lap, so could you pretend that this is still my house and you are still my daughter, and I'm within my parental rights to kick your boyfriend out after 11:00 p.m.?
Rachel Vincent